Chapter 1790: Bitch, Do You Want to Tear It or Not?

Murong Cuiting sat opposite her and sneered: "Wen Shan, went to the hospital and had a big fight with Murong Zhongzhong. Now... it's almost impossible for you to let your daughter marry Randy."

Mrs. Jones smiled and took a sip of coffee elegantly: "It doesn't matter. I believe Zhihong. He has never been a person who is easily influenced. Besides, he knows very well what to do to be the best for Randy."

Murong Cuiting's mouth twitched, and she pouted secretly, cursing in her heart: Look at that coquettish look. She is so old, but she still refuses to settle down.

She certainly looked down on Mrs. Murong, but she hated the woman in front of her even more.

At first, she, Murong Zhongzhong, liked Mrs. Jones, but the two old people in the family disagreed. The Chinese people pay too much attention to the purity of blood, and they don't want the Murong family to mix with foreigners.

So, Mrs. Jones turned to marry her current husband.

For this reason, Murong Zhihong quarreled with his family for several years before marrying Mrs. Murong.

However, Murong Cuiting knew clearly that although Mrs. Jones seemed to be forced to transfer to someone else, in fact, it was not the case at all. It was because she did not know how rich Murong Zhihong was at that time. She thought he was just an ordinary Chinese working hard in England. Such a person had no money and no future, and could not give her a prosperous life.

She wished to cut off the connection with Murong Zhihong through the hands of the two old people of the Murong family.

To put it bluntly, he was a bitch who despised the poor and loved the rich.

Although Murong Cui looked down on Mrs. Jones, she had no way out now, so she could only cooperate with her.

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After going to the hospital with Mrs. Murong, Ji Mianmian found that Mrs. Murong had obviously changed her mind about her. She seemed to really start to accept her and treat her as her own.

Although Mrs. Murong was still very indifferent to others and spoke very harshly.

However, she never deliberately targeted Ji Mianmian again, and she usually asked people to send her some new clothing accessories, cosmetics, and things that women need all day long, almost all of which were bought for her.

This really made Ji Mianmian feel flattered.

When she went to bed at night, Ji Mianmian said, "Is Mrs. Murong too good to me recently? I'm a little worried."

Murong Mian smiled and said, "What's there to worry about? She gave it to you, so you just take it. Just think of it as the salary we two help her with. Don't forget that if we help her to support the Murong family, she will get thousands of times more."

"That's true, hey..." She sighed, "Going to the hospital that day really scared me. I didn't expect that she would be so pitiful."

Murong Mian didn't finish her words, looking at the ceiling above her head.

Two days later, the hospital sent news that Murong Zhihong was in a bad condition and had been sent to the emergency room for rescue. A critical illness notice was issued, requiring the patient's family members to be present and sign an agreement.

Murong Mian brought Mrs. Murong Ji Mianmian to the hospital, but when they got there, they found that Murong Cuiting was there, not only her, but also Mrs. Jones.

Seeing her face, Mrs. Murong's face turned pale at that time.

"Why are you here?"

"Of course my brother asked us to come here." Murong Cuiting curled her lips and said, "Tsk, how pitiful, she married my brother for her whole life, and now she is a joke."

Ji Mianmian rolled up her sleeves and said viciously, "Mom, do you want to throw him out? Say something."