Chapter 1779 Dad, Please Don’t Let Me Piss You Off to Death

Ji Mianmian didn't want to make Murong Zhihong angry to death, but she also sympathized with the old man in front of her.

From his point of view, he was not wrong. On the contrary, he only thought about his son. He was afraid that his son would be bullied after his death, so he wanted to find a wife who could help his son.

However, he did not know that his only son was already dead.

When she thought of this, Ji Mianmian couldn't help but feel disgusted with the old man in front of her. Since she was a child, her parents had taught her to be considerate in everything she did.

It's just that she doesn't hate him, but she can't agree to his request.

If two people really love each other, how can they be willing to give up each other and see him marry someone else?

If you think you're doing good to him, are you really doing good to him?

No, marrying someone you don’t love will probably cost you a lifetime of happiness, so the price is too high!

What I really like is that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, even if there are thorns under my feet, I will walk with him rain or shine, believing in him and believing in myself.

What's more, she is a person who has lost something once, and no one knows the meaning of cherishing these two words better than her.

Furthermore, this Murong Mian is fake, and he is not Murong Zhihong's biological son. It is even more impossible for her to sacrifice their hard-won happiness for the old man.

"You...you..." Murong Zhihong was so angry that he kept gasping and trembling while lying on the bed.

Ji Mianmian didn't dare to speak, fearing that if she accidentally made the old man angry again.

"I'm sorry, what I said may have been a bit extreme, and my tone was not very good, but... these are my sincere words. I know you are doing it for Murong Mian's good, but if it is really good, please stand in his perspective. Come and think about it, okay? Even if I really leave, even if he really marries that Jessica as you wish, will he be happy? "

"I really want to ask you something. Do you feel sorry for your son, or do you feel sorry for... that after your death, Murong Mian will not be able to keep the Murong family's wealth?"

Ji Mianmian wanted to apologize, but she couldn't control herself and said more.

The old man was so angry that his eyes kept rolling up, his mouth was open and his throat was filled with dull sounds, and his body was twitching faintly.

Ji Mianmian was frightened, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I...I...Oh, I'd better stop talking. As soon as I said...it was wrong. Dad, please don't be as knowledgeable as me. I'm just too simple-minded." Okay...I'll call you, don't worry."

As she spoke, she wanted to run out, but she heard the old man squeeze out two words from his throat: "Stop...stop..."

Ji Mianmian stopped and said worriedly: "Dad, you... I'd better go and scream. If you get angry at me, I... I really have to jump off this building."

"you you……"

Ji Mianmian said quickly: "Speak slowly, don't be anxious."

It took the old man a while before his breathing became steady, and he said with great effort: "You... don't... understand anything!"

Ji Mianmian nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I don't understand anything, but I think you should know that he made the decision to fire all those people in the company. Although they made a big fuss, the company is not Is it just as good?”

Murong Zhihong gasped: "You are... rats... short-sighted... short-sighted..."

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