Chapter 1792 Then You Go Die!

"You are an adult, and you will be held legally responsible for defamation."

"Really? Okay, you go and sue. As long as you are not afraid that what you said to seduce Murong Zhihong will be publicized, then you can go ahead and sue. You are shameless anyway, even if others know about you. You won’t feel hurt if you still think about hooking up with other people’s husbands at your age.”

Ji Mianmian nodded vigorously, "That's right, you are already shameless, why are you still pretending to be a chaste and martyr woman?"

A strange light flashed in Mrs. Jones's eyes, but soon she lowered her head and her attitude softened again. She said: "It seems that Mrs. Murong has always been grudge, but is this only my fault? Could it be...that there is no you?" My own problem?”

Murong Cuiting said without fear of death: "It's just that I can't look down on my husband. Can I blame others? Why don't I look down on myself?"

Murong Mian, who had been silent until now, chuckled: "My sister-in-law, what she said is really rare. It seems that your husband cheated on you for thirty days a month because you were no longer attractive to him."

Murong Cuiting screamed: "Murong Mian, if you dare, please say it again."

"Am I wrong? Your husband is notorious outside. Doesn't my sister-in-law even know about my mother?"

Murong Mian's words touched the part of Murong Cuiting's heart that she hated the most, and she screamed and wanted to rush over.

Ji Mianmian chuckled and said, "I advise you to think about which part of your body you want me to remove in a moment before you pounce on me."

The momentum of Murong Cuiting's attack came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room opened, and a doctor hurriedly walked out. Others gathered around him, but Mrs. Murong stood there motionless.

The doctor ignored Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones' cross-examination and said to Murong Mian: "Master Randy, please come with me..."

Murong Cuiting's first thought was that her brother must hand over his inheritance before he died. She asked sternly: "Why? Why does my brother want to see him?"

The doctor said coldly: "Mr. Murong only wants to see Master Randy."

Murong Mian followed the doctor in, while Murong Cuiting jumped anxiously.

Mrs. Jones lowered her head and raised the corners of her lips. She believed that Murong Zhihong would make arrangements in the end and make Murong Mian agree to marry Jessica.

Madam Murong sneered: "If my sister kisses me again, can she compare with my son?"

Murong Cuiting raised her head suddenly and glared at her bitterly.

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Entering the emergency room, Murong Mian put on a sterile suit and asked, "How is my father?"

The doctor sighed: "It's very pessimistic. There are many organ failures in his body. Maybe this is the last time he talks to you. Master Randy will try not to go against the old man's wishes and let him go with peace of mind."

"talk later."

Murong Mian saw the dying Murong Zhihong lying on the rescue table. His whole body was covered with tubes and he really looked like he was going to die.

Murong Mian said: "Father..."

"Lan... Lan... Di..." Murong Zhihong's voice was weak and almost inaudible.

Murong Mian bent down and lowered her head to approach him: "Speak, father."

"Listen...listen to me, marry...Jessica...I...do it for...for your own good...you, you just treat it as...yes, satisfied...before I die, the most... The last, last... wish..."

Murong Mian raised the corners of her lips and looked at him sideways, then moved her thin lips: "Then... just go and die."