Chapter 1884
In the eyes of outsiders, Murong Mian is a young president who has just inherited the Murong family. At this time, he does not stabilize the internal affairs of the group, but he wants to leave. There are always some discordant voices. His reason to the outside world is very simple. He returned to China and accompanied his wife to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law. .
No matter what others say, he just wants to go home to accompany his wife anyway, as for others, he doesn't bother to care about them.
Moreover, he made up his mind to slowly move the headquarters to China after completing all the formalities after returning to China.
He will not stay in England forever, he still prefers domestic.
The time to go home is coming soon, Murong Mian dismissed all the maids in the old house who should be dismissed, only the housekeeper and some old people who have worked for many years are left to clean and clean the house.
It was finally time to go home, but before leaving home for the airport, four people from the local police station suddenly came.
When Ji Mianmian saw it, she felt apprehensive. Her first thought was that they must have come here because of Mrs. Jones' death.
Murong Mian asked her to pack her things, but he didn't let her be present. He sat down and chatted with the four policemen in the living room for fifteen minutes.
When Ji Mianmian came down, he happened to see Murongmian standing up to send them away.
She looked at the expressions of those policemen, all of them were smiling. Although she didn't know what they were talking about, it seemed that she had a very pleasant conversation with Murong Mian. She felt at ease. Perhaps, the situation was not as she thought. so bad.
After everyone left, Murong Mian waved to her.
"Is it packed?"
Ji Mianmian nodded: "Well, well, what are they here for, aren't they..."
"Probably suspecting that I have something to do with the death of Mrs. Jones and his wife."
"Then they..."
Murong Mian rubbed the top of her head: "Don't worry, it's just a suspicion at most, without any evidence, what can they do to me, let's go, let's go to the airport."
Ji Mianmian felt a little uneasy: "Will they let us go?"
"We are still legal citizens now, what can they do with me."
It's just a little bit of suspicion. The few policemen came here today just to make excuses. One of the four policemen is a micro-expression expert. They just came to see if he was lying and whether he was a suspect.
But they won't have evidence, and their observations are only valid for ordinary people.
The driver drove them to the airport. Ji Mianmian was worried all the way, for fear of being stopped.
Ji Mianmian's heart didn't land until the plane took off.
Looking at the city that was getting farther and farther away, she breathed a long sigh of relief: "This trip to England is really like a dream."
Murong Mian covered her with a small blanket: "After waking up from the dream, we will go home and live the real life."
"Um……"
The plane penetrated into the clouds, and the city below could no longer be seen. Faces of people flashed in Ji Mianmian's mind.
After all, those people have become a thing of the past, and they are just passers-by in their lives.
Suddenly her hand was held by Murong Mian, she turned her head and met his eyes.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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After a long flight, we finally landed at the Capital Airport in the evening.
It was winter when they left, and spring was drawing to a close when they came back.
After picking up the luggage, Murongmian pushed two large suitcases with one hand, and took Ji Mianmian's hand with the other.