Chapter 1818 She Must Love Him Very Much

After the doctor left, Murongmian went to sit next to Ji Mianmian and put his arms around her shoulders.

Neither of them spoke, the sky outside was already bright, and the thin morning mist had not dissipated.

Ji Mianmian's head rested on Murong Mian's shoulder. On the bed, Mrs. Murong's eyes were closed, her complexion was pale, and her brows were tightly furrowed. Even though she was asleep, the pain on her face did not dissipate.

Ji Mianmian said with emotion: "Mrs. Murong should love Mr. Murong very much in her heart. It would be great if the misunderstanding could be resolved sooner."

If the misunderstanding could be resolved earlier, so many days of mutual torture would have been avoided.

Between husband and wife, what fears most is not quarrels, but that even quarrels do not have the kind of indifference and closure.

Two people who obviously like each other, but because of tormenting each other, they become more and more estranged. Fortunately, the misunderstanding may be broken up and they can reconcile.

Unfortunately, the relationship may come to an end and never look back.

It's just that Mrs. Murong and the others are unfortunate or lucky. The misunderstanding has finally been resolved. However, heaven and man are separated forever, and they will never see each other again.

Murongmian's fingers lightly touched Ji Mianmian's shoulder, and he said, "So, this is our lesson from the past."

Ji Mianmian immediately turned to look at him: "I will never keep a secret from you, but you..."

Murong Mian lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against hers: "I won't either."

"real?"

"real."

Ji Mianmian smiled sweetly at him: "If you really have something to hide from me, don't let me see it. Other things are fine, but if you dare to hide from me about principled issues, I won't let you go. "

Murong Mian put her arms around her waist: "I swear, absolutely not. The matter is almost over. When she recovers and officially takes over the Murong family, we will return home."

Ji Mianmian also wanted to go back, but she was a little worried: "But, what excuse do we use to go?"

Murong Zhihong just died, Mrs. Murong was hit hard, and Murong's family will definitely be in chaos for a while.

If they leave at this time, they always feel that it seems... not appropriate.

"There are many excuses. With me here, this is not a problem."

Ji Mianmian nodded: "Then we have to make sure that we can leave after Mrs. Murong fully controls the Murong family. Otherwise, she probably won't be able to bear the counterattack of her relatives."

"Okay, you didn't have much rest last night, you are tired, you go to the next bed to sleep for a while, I will watch here."

"No, I'm not sleepy, your eyes are so red, you should go and rest."

"That won't work. How can I sleep by myself and leave my wife behind. If you don't go, I won't go either."

The two were talking, and time was slowly slipping away. The sun came out, and the mist outside evaporated. Today is a fine and sunny day.

When Mrs. Murong fell down and woke up again, it was already 5 hours later.

She opened her eyes, looked at the snow-white ceiling, was stunned for a while, raised her hand to look at the needle on the back of her hand, and saw Ji Mianmian who was guarding the bed.

She supported the bed with her arms and slowly got up.

Ji Mianmian was sitting on the bed and dozing off. He woke up when he heard the sound. Seeing Mrs. Murong sitting up, he hurried to help her: "You're awake, how are you feeling? I'll get you a glass of water."

Mrs. Murong pressed her hand and shook her head: "I'm fine."

"Where's Randy?"

Ji Mianmian looked at and licked the corners of his mouth, and said, "That gentleman's funeral needs to be arranged, he's going to... busy."