Chapter 1782: To Like Someone Is to Hope that He Will Be Well

He sneered: "No one will think that they snatched it from us. It doesn't belong to them. No one will sympathize with us who are in a state of poverty. They will only think that we are incompetent, so we deserve to be snatched away."

"You are too... too radical..."

"Father, can you blame me for this?" Murong Mian said sarcastically: "You are already indulgent, and you can't let me take care of it slowly. If you don't cut the Gordian knot quickly, our family will fall forever. You are lying on the hospital bed. Do you think you can really control those people? You can't. You only know a little bit about the situation outside. You don't know the real situation at all. You don't know, your son How dangerous the son is now. "

"I...I..."

Murong Mian took a deep breath and said: "Father, I don't blame you, but I hope you don't always use your current thoughts to measure me. Your son is not that incompetent."

"But...we can't take risks..."

"I didn't take risks. I am sure enough. "To be honest, in Murong Mian's view, those people are really not to be feared. They are greedy and cruel, but they can't keep up with their brains. If there is really a brain, they have been in the company for so many years and have already begun to grasp a considerable part of the real power, instead of now, most of them are just messing around.

Murong Zhihong saw that Murong Mian didn't listen to him all the time, and sweated anxiously: "Just...listen...listen to me once...even if you divorce Jessica in the future, even if..."

"If I do what you say, then I am a real scumbag, unworthy of Mian Mian's love, and unworthy of liking her. Please don't say this again. Have a good rest. I will show you your son's methods. "If it comes to playing tricks and scheming, there are really few people who can compare with him.

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Ji Mianmian strolled in the hospital garden, waiting for Murong Mian to come down.

But she didn't expect to run into someone: "Mrs. Jones!"

Mrs. Jones smiled softly: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into Miss Ji today, no...Mrs. Murong."

She still looked elegant like a noble lady, as if she was worried that Ji Mianmian would misunderstand, and said: "I feel a little uncomfortable today and came to the hospital for a check-up."

Ji Mianmian said woodenly: "Oh, then take care."

She wouldn't ask: What's wrong? How is your health now? Haha...

Mrs. Jones: "Would you like to sit down and chat?"

"No, I think there's nothing to talk about with you." Ji Mianmian is not a fool, she can think with her toes and know what the other party is going to say.

She turned to leave, and Mrs. Jones's words came from behind: "If you like someone, don't you hope that he can get better? If you can't even do this, how can you say it's love, don't you think so?"

"Knowing that the person you like is in crisis, and you can obviously save him, but you still turn a blind eye, do you think this is still love?"

Ji Mianmian lowered her head and said in a dull voice: "If it were you, what would you do?"

Mrs. Jones's voice was gentle, "If it were me, I would help him. If I don't have the ability, I will ask someone who has the ability to protect him."

Ji Mianmian sighed: "You are so right, so right, I am very touched."

Mrs. Jones was happy, "Does that mean Miss Ji agrees?"

She didn't expect that it would be so easy to persuade Ji Mianmian.