Chapter 1879 I Want to Tell You My Secret

Of course, these were done by Murong Mian after the aftermath, trying to make everything look logical.

Although there are still some loopholes in it, Mr. Brown's competitors will prevent anyone from continuing to investigate. After all, Brown committed suicide in fear of crime, which is completely different from his being wronged to death.

Mrs. Jones's family was almost the object of spit in their own country after their death. Although they were dead, their crimes were unforgivable.

Not only that, but some people have found out more crimes they committed.

Mrs. Jones was involved in a fraud a few years ago, and at a banquet, she stole what she thought was a ten-carat diamond necklace from the Duchess, and so on and so forth...

Although their daughter Jessica did not die in the big fire, her parents' reputation was so bad, and she herself was notorious long ago, so she dared not go out on the street. After being summoned several times by the police station, she never People have seen her.

Later I heard people say that she had no money and was unwilling to suffer, so she went to work as a legal prostitute and then there was no news from her.

After hearing the news, Ji Mianmian ran to ask Murongmian if he did it.

Murong Mian smiled, "Yes, I don't want my wife to be arrested and taken to the police station."

Ji Mianmian looked at him adoringly: "How did you do it? After all, this is a foreign country. You have your own influence here?"

"No, I'm looking for someone to help."

"Who is it?"

Murong Mian rubbed her head: "I used to meet a friend abroad."

"Oh, do I know you?"

"I don't know him. He's not in England. I'll introduce you to him when I have a chance in the future."

"Yeah……"

Ji Mianmian has always been thinking about this matter, and now, with such a satisfactory solution, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief and devote herself wholeheartedly to Mrs. Dao Murong's funeral.

On the day of the burial, the weather was fine, and the sun came out early in the morning.

Murong Mian buried her and Murong Zhihong together. After the funeral was over and everyone had left, he took a shovel and dug a pit next to the two of them, and put the real Murong Mian's ashes in it.

For the real Murong Mian, it is impossible to have a tombstone in this life.

Therefore, he could only use this method to let their family be buried together.

Ji Mianmian helped him bury the urn without leaving a tomb and flattened the ground.

After doing all this, Ji Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that it is finally over."

Murong Mian hugged her shoulders, "Yes, it's over."

Ji Mianmian looked up at him, his eyes were a little distant, looking at the photo of Mrs. Murong on the tombstone, his thoughts suddenly went far away.

These days, she has always wanted to ask what happened to Mrs. Murong and him back then, but...she was not willing to ask, after all, it was about a mother who abandoned her son. She couldn't bear to let him think about this kind of thing again.

But, she didn't expect, she didn't ask, but Murong Mian suddenly spoke up by herself.

He said: "In the past, when I was very young, there were many children in the Ye family. Even those who had just learned to walk would come and bully me, saying that I was a child with a dead father and no mother."

Ji Mianmian's heart ached when she heard that, and hurriedly said, "My husband..."

In fact, she may not know. .

Murong Mian smiled at her and said, "It's okay, I'm not sad, really! To me, this is just a not-so-glamorous memory, I want to tell you."

Good night, sleep!