Chapter 1822
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: 549690339
âYouâre an adult. You have to bear legal responsibility for slander. â
âOh, really? As long as youâre not afraid that the words you said when you seduced Murong Zhihong will be spread out, you can go ahead and Sue. Youâre shameless anyway. Even if others know that youâre still trying to seduce someone elseâs husband at your age, you wonât feel embarrassed. â
Ji Mianmian nodded her head vigorously.âThatâs right. Youâre already shameless. Why are you still pretending to be a chaste woman?â
A strange light flashed in Ms. Jones âeyes, but she quickly lowered her head and softened her attitude.âIt seems that Madam Murong has always been brooding over this, but can I be blamed for this? Donât you have your own problems?â
Murong cuiting wasnât afraid of death,âthatâs right, you canât watch over your own husband, can you blame others?â Why donât you look at yourself?â
Murong Mian, who hadnât said a word the entire time, chuckled.ââAunt, what a rare thing to hear. It seems that your husband cheated on you for 30 days a month because youâre not attractive to him anymore.â
âMurong Mian, I dare you to say that again!â Murong cuiting screamed.
âDid I say something wrong? your husband is a bad name, but donât you know who I am?â
Murong Mianâs words hit the spot in Murong cuitingâs heart that she hated the most. She screamed and wanted to rush over.
âHehe,â Ji Mianmian chuckled.âI advise you to think about which part of your body Iâm going to take off before you pounce on me.â
Murong cuitingâs momentum suddenly stopped.
At this moment, the emergency roomâs door opened and a doctor rushed out. The others surrounded him, but only Madam Murong stood there, not moving.
The doctor ignored Murong cuiting and Mrs. Jones âquestions and said to Murong Mian,ââYoung master Landy, please follow me ...â
Murong cui tingâs first thought was that her brother was going to leave behind his inheritance on his deathbed. She scolded,âWhy? Why would my brother want to see him?â
âMr. Murong only asked to see young master Landy,â the doctor said coldly.
Murong Mian followed the doctor in, and Murong cuiting was so anxious that she was stomping her feet.
Mrs. Jones lowered her head and smiled. She believed that Murong Zhihong would make the necessary arrangements and make Murong Mian agree to marry Jessica.
âNo matter how close your sister is, can she be compared to your son?â Madam Murong sneered.
Murong cuiting suddenly raised her head and glared at her.
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After entering the emergency room, Murong Mian put on a sterile suit and asked,ââHowâs my father?â
The doctor sighed.âItâs not very optimistic. Many of his organs are failing. Perhaps, this is the last time heâll talk to you. Young master Landy, try not to go against the old manâs wishes. Let him leave in peace.â
âWeâll see. â
Murong Mian looked at Murong Zhihong, who was lying on the operating table, on the verge of death. In an instant, his body was full of tubes, and he looked like he was really going to die.
âFather ...â Murong Mian said.
âLAN ... LAN ... Di ...â Murong Zhihongâs voice was so weak that it could barely be heard.
Murong Mian bent down and lowered her head to get closer to him.âGo ahead, father.â
âListen ... Listen to me, marry ... Jay ... Sica. I ... Itâs all for ... For your own good ... Just ... Just ... Take it as ... Fulfilling ... My last ... Last ... Last ... Wish ... Before I die ...â
The corners of Murong Mianâs lips curled up as she looked at him. Her thin lips moved.âThen ... You can just go and die.â