Chapter 1808 Itchy Hands, as if Going up to Beat the Green Tea Watch

I wholeheartedly hope that Jessica will marry Randy, and Zhihong also agrees. If you hadn't told me that Randy is not Zhihong's biological son, I would have no reason to do so, would I? I know you are afraid, and I understand your worry now, but you can't slander me like this! "

"Slander? I slander you? You bastard, see if I don't kill you..." Murong Cuiting was so angry that she was about to lose her mind. She had a thought in her heart that she must kill this bitch, if not She, how could she do such a thing, but when the incident happened, she even slapped her ass and poured all the dirty water on her body, and wanted to continue pretending to be her white lotus.

No one stepped forward to fight, no one said anything, even Murong Zhihong watched Murong Cuiting's unilateral beating of Mrs. Jones with cold eyes.

Murong Cuiting can't beat Ji Mianmian, but she does have a good chance of winning against a woman like Mrs. Jones who claims to be a pampered lady.

Mrs. Jones is used to putting on airs, and when encountering this kind of fighting between women, she can only be beaten.

Ji Mianmian touched her fist, her hands were itchy, she really wanted to go up.

Murong Mian put her arms around her shoulders, why are you in a hurry, two dogs are biting so happily about this kind of thing, what are you doing up there.

Mrs. Murong felt much more relaxed and refreshed.

Mrs. Jones's meticulously coiled hair was all torn off and fell to the ground in strands. Her face was scratched as if she had been scratched by dozens of chickens, her clothes were torn off, and her arms were bitten out. The wound was bleeding, and the appearance was indescribably embarrassing.

Murong Zhihong felt that it was almost done, so he said, "Pull them away."

Murong Mian beckoned two security guards to come in and tore them apart.

Mrs. Jones cried immediately after she got her freedom: "Zhihong, I know I shouldn't interfere, but it was your sister who begged me, and I couldn't bear to keep my best friend in the dark, so I did this. But I didn't know that it was all Cui Ting's lies, I really didn't know anything..."

She cried miserably. If in the past, she dressed up carefully and cried like this, it would be called pear blossoms with rain.

But now, with disheveled hair, like a beggar, how ugly and sad he looks.

Murong Zhihong waited for her to finish speaking, and then said: "Thank you for allowing me to watch such a wonderful show!"

Mrs. Jones' crying stopped abruptly, "Zhi...Zhihong!"

Murong Zhihong coughed twice, and said: "Don't call me that, it will be misleading. When I was young, I really fell in love with you. It's true, but after decades, I have a wife. I have a son, I am very happy in life, my wife is virtuous and my son is filial, and my life is happy. Those loves in the early years are not worth mentioning at all. I just treat you as an old friend who has known each other for many years, but I did not expect to be ruthlessly calculated when I was old. once."

Mrs. Jones's heart tightened, "You...I don't understand what you said, how could I plot against you, I also regard you as a good friend, don't you believe me?"

Murong Zhihong's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Friend? What you want wholeheartedly is only the property of my Murong family, but you should never, never should. You shouldn't be giving up on yourself, sowing the relationship between me and my wife." .”

Murong Zhihong sneered: "Thank you for your performance today, for allowing my eyes, which have been blinded for many years, to finally see clearly."

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Good night, Sujue! ! Did you enjoy watching? Dawn continues to tear!