Chapter 1747 Whoever Gives Me a Knife, I Will Kill Him

"Claude came here today, just gave me a reason at the beginning. Next, the bigger the trouble, the more I like it. This is just the beginning. In the future...but there are some troubles."

Mrs. Murong pondered for a moment: "What is your plan, can you tell me in more detail?"

Murong Ran suddenly laughed: "Does Mrs. Murong know what is a truth that I have learned from childhood to university?"

"What?"

Murong Mian smiled and said: "That is... whoever slaps me, I will cut off his arm, and whoever slaps me, I will kill him. As time goes by, those who once wanted to bully me will never again Dare to use violence to control violence has always been the most effective way, of course I can't do it in hand-to-hand combat, but... I have a brain."

Mrs. Murong was taken aback, and did not speak for a long time.

Ji Mianmian looked up at Murong Mian, feeling indescribably sore and distressed.

He said this lightly, but how much torture he had to go through in childhood to get to what he is now, Ji Mianmian grabbed his hand tightly, trying to comfort him.

Mrs. Murong lowered her head, not letting Murong Mian see her expression at this moment.

After a while, she said, "I...understand."

"In the future, don't comment on what I do, I have my own reasons."

Mrs. Murong nodded: "Okay... But, what about Murong Zhihong? He... still loves his sister very much, and Murong Cuiting is one of the few people who can visit him in the ward."

Although Murong Mian said bitterly: "Then let him not go, I have already explained to the hospital today, from now on, no one will bother him except me."

When he was chatting with the doctor, he guided him to say that Murong Zhihong needed to rest and not be disturbed by too many people.

Then, following the doctor's words, he said that the number of visits was strictly prohibited, and sent some bodyguards over.

Mrs. Murong looked surprised: "You... have planned it long ago."

"Otherwise? Hugging Buddha's feet temporarily?"

Mrs. Murong looked at him without speaking for a long time, and finally said: "You are...very different from him."

Ji Mianmian was surprised, who was she talking about?

Murong Mian sneered: "I am me, even if I use this name now, I am not the same as him, and it is impossible to be the same."

Mrs. Murong was talking about the Murongmian whose own son died.

He was a positive, ideal, and... passionate young man. He was the only child in his family, loved by his parents. He was a... very happy young man. Although he was smart, he had no scheming.

Murong Mian pulled Ji Mianmian to stand up: "Alright, now, let all the servants gather in the living room."

"what are you up to?"

"At present, at least in everyone's consciousness, I am the young master of this family, and I will do things that are in line with this status."

Mrs. Murong summoned all the servants.

This home is very big, in addition to the maids, there are also gardeners, cooks, drivers, etc...

Murong Mian stood in front of them holding Ji Mianmian and said, "Today I want to announce something to you. This is my wife, your young lady. From now on, treat her with the same respect as you treat me. I don't want to... hear someone say that she is the guest I brought back."

The servants looked at each other, glanced at each other, and shouted in unison: "Young Madam..."

Madam Murong looked at Murong Mian in a daze.