Chapter 1740 As Long as I Think, There Is Nothing in This World that I Can't Get

Visually, he may die tomorrow, or he may not die next year.

Murong Mian said: "No matter how you use the best medicine, if you have any request, just say it."

"Okay, don't worry."

Murong Mian naturally didn't care about Murong Zhihong's life or death, but in a short time, it was better for him to be alive than dead.

At present, he is not familiar with it. Once Murong Zhihong dies, the entire Murong family will be in chaos, and it will be difficult for him to control it.

...

Coming out of the inpatient building, Murong Mian saw Mrs. Murong sitting on a bench under the plane tree, smoking a cigarette.

She held a thin cigarette between her fingers, she was full of loneliness, and the black clothes on her body made her look even more depressed.

She is no longer young, even if she can still vaguely recognize her youthful beauty on her face, she is very old after all.

At this moment, she was like a half-yellow leaf hanging on the tree. After a few days, she would still fall from the tree.

Murong's family is in Sheffield, England. The weather here is much warmer than in China. Today's weather is gloomy and the cold wind makes him feel that it seems to be colder here than in China. It's the coldness from the bottom of his heart.

Murong Mian looked at it for a while, walked over, sat down, and was separated by an arm's length from her.

Mrs. Murong was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at him, silently extinguished the cigarette, and said flatly: "He will not agree with you marrying Ji Mianmian."

Murong Mian nodded: "I know, but what he said is useless to me."

It's useless for anyone to say anything, he has already married Ji Mianmian, and he must think about her future plans, his own way, no one can try to interfere.

Mrs. Murong smiled wryly: "Yes, it's useless to you."

Squeezing the half-extinguished cigarette, she said: "Although he is already lying there motionless, it is almost impossible for you to take Ji Mianmian to stand firm at Murong's house. He has already found a place for you. From his point of view, perfection suits your wife best."

Murong Mian's complexion remained unchanged: "So what, what he likes is not what I like, I don't need Mianmian to stand firm at Murong's house, this is just a temporary place to stay, sooner or later we will go back, but you... It's really strange that I didn't go to see him when I came here, isn't the relationship between you and your husband always very good?"

Madam Murong got up, as if she didn't hear what he said, she threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, "Let's go...it's time to go back."

Murong Mian got up, it seemed that the relationship between Mrs. Murong and Murong Zhihong was not as it was rumored.

Also, if it is true, love is stronger than Zhenjian, will you still worry about not leaving the inheritance to yourself after your husband dies?

Murong Mian's heart was spinning rapidly. He came here just to ensure that the property of Murong's family would fall into Mrs. Murong's hands in the end. If he did this, he would be able to escape unscathed.

After getting into the car, Mrs. Murong asked him: "What are you going to do?"

Murong Mian said calmly: "I naturally have my own plans, don't ask too much now, if you want me to do my best to help you hold the inheritance in your hands, all you have to do is help me take care of Mianmian and protect her , so that I have no worries."

Mrs. Murong asked after a while, "Do you really have a way?"

She didn't know his ability, she had always doubted him.

Murong Mian sneered: "As long as I think about it, there is nothing in this world that I can't get."