Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

As a young president who has just inherited Murong's family in the eyes of outsiders, Murong is not stable at this time, but he has to leave. There are always some discordant voices. He has a simple reason for going abroad. He returned to China to visit his father-in-law .

No matter what other people say, anyway, he just wants to go home to accompany his wife. As for others, he is too lazy to care.

In addition, he made up his mind and, after returning home, completed all the formalities, he slowly moved his headquarters to China.

He will not stay in England for a lifetime, he still prefers domestic.

The date of returning home soon arrived, and Murong demobilized the maids in the old house. The only ones left were the housekeeper and some elderly people who had worked for many years to keep the house cleaned.

Finally it was time to go home, but just before leaving for the airport from home, four people from the local police station suddenly came.

Ji Mianmian was stunned when she saw it. Her first thought was that they had come here for the death of Mrs. Jones.

Mu Rongmian asked her to pack up without her, and he sat down and talked with the four policemen in the living room for fifteen minutes.

When Ji Mianmian came down, he just saw Mu Rongmian stood up and sent them away.

She looked at the expressions of the police officers, all of them smiling. Although they didn't know what they were talking about, it seemed to be very happy to talk to Murong Mian. She was slightly at ease in her heart. Maybe the situation was not what she thought. So bad.

After everyone left, Murong Mian waved at her.

"Are you packed?"

Ji Mianmian nodded: "Well, well, what are they doing here, aren't they ..."

"Maybe I suspect that I have something to do with the death of Mrs. and Mrs. Jones."

"Then they ..."

Mu Rongmian rubbed the top of her head: "Rest assured, at best, just doubt, without any evidence, how can they take me, let's go to the airport."

Ji Mianmian was a little upset: "Will they let us go?"

"We are still legal citizens now, how can they take me."

But there was a little suspicion. Today, the policemen came to try to tell the truth. One of the four policemen was a micro-expressionist. They just looked to see if he was lying or not.

However, they will not have evidence, and their observations will only be effective for ordinary people.

The driver drove them to the airport, and Ji Mianmian was worried all the way, fearing that he would be stopped.

Until the plane was boarded, the plane took off, and Ji Mianmian's heart landed.

She looked at the city farther and farther and sighed with relief: "This trip to England is like a dream."

Mu Rongmian covered her with a small blanket: "After we wake up, we go home to live a real life."

"Ok……"

The plane penetrated into the clouds, and the city below was no longer visible, and Ji Mianmian's mind flashed through the faces.

After all, those people have become a past tense, but they are just passing passengers in their lives.

Suddenly Mu Rongmian was holding her hand, she turned her head and met his eyes.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

......

After a long flight, it finally landed at Capital Airport in the evening.

When they left, it was winter, and when they returned, spring was almost over.

After taking the luggage, Mu Rongmian pushed two large suitcases in one hand, and Ji Mianmian in the other.