Chapter 1803 He Is a Wild

Murong Cuiting's voice was loud and clear, and there was no fear or guilt in her eyes as she looked at everyone, as if what she said was absolutely true.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, even Murong Mian, who had made all the preparations, was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones would team up to set such a trap for him.

He looked at the boy, who was handsome and mixed-race, with black hair. You could tell at a glance that he was a mixed-race child of Asian and white.

The boy lowered his head, seemed very nervous, didn't look at anyone, and his body was trembling slightly.

Murong Mian looked at Mrs. Jones standing behind the boy again. She had a calm expression and stood there quietly without saying a word. She seemed to be aware of Murong Mian's gaze, so she looked at him and nodded and smiled at him slightly.

The smile seemed very kind, but full of provocation.

Murong Mian read a lot of information from her eyes. He didn't believe that this idea was something Murong Cuiting could think of. It must be Jones Run who was behind the scenes, and Murong Cuiting came out to execute it. After all, she was Murong Zhihong's biological sister. If she said this, it would be more believable.

Murong Mian sneered. Mrs. Jones must have seen that he couldn't be controlled. She didn't see much from him that he would marry Jessica, so she simply gave up on him. If he didn't work for her, he would be sold out by her. Tsk, this old woman is really cruel.

Ji Mianmian stared at Murong Cuiting blankly. She was much simpler in her heart. Could it be that Murong Mian's fake identity was discovered?

What should I do? Will there be trouble? If it really gets out of hand, she has to take Murong Mian and run away quickly.

The remaining shareholders looked at each other. It was hard for them to judge whether this was true or false.

The person who was hit the hardest among all people was Madam Murong. She had devoted herself to the Murong family all these years and had never done anything wrong to let down this family. Now, Murong Cuiting was humiliating her like this, especially when she saw the boy that Murong Cuiting brought with her, she had an even worse premonition in her heart.

Mrs. Murong was shaking. When Ji Mianmian saw it, she reached out and held her arm, whispering, "Mom, calm down."

The meeting room was very quiet. A shareholder asked, "Why do you say that Randy is not a child of the Murong family? Do you have any evidence?"

Murong Cuiting snorted coldly, "Of course I have evidence. I have a DNA comparison between him and my brother. The paternity test results show that he is just a bastard born by her mother. Our Murong family has raised them for so many years in vain. They don't want to repay their gratitude. They even want to dominate the Murong Group while my brother is seriously ill. These two people are so sinister that they deserve to be killed."

When Murong Cuiting finished speaking, her voice was so loud that the group of people felt their eardrums hurt. However, it did achieve a kind of deterrence. The shareholders looked at Murong Mian with more doubts.

Mrs. Murong was so angry that she trembled all over. She really wanted to rush up and tear Murong Cuiting's mouth apart. She didn't expect that they would use such despicable means for money.

Murong Mian smiled: "I didn't expect that my aunt could speak such a long speech. Not bad, how long did it take you to memorize it?"

These words were definitely not something Murong Cuiting could say. Mrs. Jones must have taught her.