Chapter 1784
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: 549690339
According to the information, Murong Zhihong had given Murong Mian a batch of very good horses, but Murong cuiting had insisted on snatching them over and riding them. Then ... She had successfully ridden the horses, and as a result, she had lost her child. She had even bled a lot. After she was saved, she could no longer get pregnant.
Because of this, not only did she not blame herself, but she also hated Murong Mian.
Murong Mian sneered,âauntâs words make me laugh. Why?â Heâs just an outsider who came to my house and scolded my servants for harassing my wife. Breaking both of his hands is already a light punishment. I havenât even looked for my aunt for him, but my aunt has come. Alright, then I hope my aunt can give me an explanation. â
Murong cuiting was dumbfounded.
The corner of Ji Mianmianâs mouth twitched. As expected ... He was a scoundrel!
However, she liked such a rascal husband.
Madam Murong held back her laughter and lowered her head. She picked up the exquisite teacup and took a sip.
Murong Mian was acting like a scoundrel. âSo what if I hit your son? come at me if you dare!â If you donât have the ability to hit me, then you better give me an explanation. Your son bullied my family members and harassed my wife. Iâm not done with this matter.
Murong cuitingâs hands clutched onto the sofaâs armrest, her nails digging in. Her eyes almost popped out as she cursed,âYou ... You ... Shameless ...â
Murong Mian raised an eyebrow.âYouâre welcome. Aunt, donât be in such a hurry to say it. Otherwise, you wonât be able to find a better word to describe me in the future.â
âEven ... Even if ... Itâs ... C-C-Lau-de ... You ... You guys ... Canât ... Hit me so hard ... And ... And ... Return ... My ... Credit card ... What right do you have ... To ... Stop ... Me? what right do you have?â Murong cuiting took a deep breath and finally said what she wanted the most.
Money, money, money!
âCredit card? are you kidding me, aunt?â Murong Mian sneered. Youâre Mrs. Martin now, and your sonâs name is Claude Martin. When you got married, my father gave you a lot of dowry, but decades after you got married, youâre still spending my familyâs money in peace. Iâd like to ask you why?â
âIâm ...â
âIn the past, my father was soft-hearted,â Murong Mian interrupted,âbut Iâm different. Iâm not a part of my family. Anyone who doesnât belong to my family would want to draw a single cent of my familyâs money. If you donât think thatâs enough, then weâll count all the money your family has spent on my family all these years, and then ... Iâll have to trouble you to return it all.â
Murong cuiting was instantly shocked, and Madam Murong slowly added,âitâs already been calculated ...â
She waved her hand and a maid brought over a folder. She handed it to Murong Mian.âThe finance department has already done the calculations.â
Murong Mian opened it and saw the long string of zeros at the end. She said sarcastically,âTsk, a few hundred million, aunt ...â
âYou canât do this ...â Murong cuiting anxiously shouted.
Murong Mian raised her head and looked at her. The bone-piercing coldness and viciousness in her eyes made her shiver. She was so scared that she didnât dare to make a sound.
âWhy canât I? Do you need me to tell you again who I am?â
âMy brother ... My brother ... Wonât agree to ... You doing this ...â
âThen weâll have to see whoâs more important to my father, me or you, my aunt.â Murong Mian lifted her chin.
âYou ...â
âGuards,â Murong Mian said loudly,âthrow my aunt out. From now on, no one from this house is allowed to step through the door!â
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2 Mian: [my husband is so shameless, so shameless. He must have used all of your monthly votes to be shameless!] But he was so handsome!