Chapter 1778: You just scold, you're going to be jailed anyway

Mrs. Murong turned her head to look at Murong Cuiting, and a sneer of coldness evoked in her lips.
After marrying Murong's family for so many years, she saw Murong Cuiting so miserable for the first time.
For the first time, Mrs. Murong felt that it was really wise for Murong Mian to bring Ji Mianmian over. Who is afraid of such a humanoid killer?
She now feels very pleasing to see Ji Mianmian, even a little fortunate that Mu Rongmian found such a girlfriend, which is very good and has great lethality.
She walked to Murong Cuiting and said, "I didn't expect that you will have today."
The blood from Murong Cuiting's mouth kept flowing out. What she looked down on most of the time was Mrs. Murong. She said in misery: "You ... ..."
Mrs. Murong raised her eyebrows and smiled in a very good mood: "I don't care if you scold casually, anyway, it doesn't hurt me."
Murong Cuiting glared at her with hate. The current situation was very bad for her. She did not expect that Murong Sui suddenly broke her face with her, and even gave her elder face nothing, hit her son, Hit her again.
Murong Tsui Ting thought that it must be Mrs. Murong who had taught Murong Meng, otherwise, he didn't dare to act with her. She really looked down on Mrs. Murong too.
Sure enough, a dog that doesn't bark hurts most when it bites someone.
After rubbing his hands with Ji Mianmian, Murong Mian smiled at Murong Cuiting: "I don't know if my aunt can talk to me now. If my aunt feels that her mouth is not clean, I can continue to help."
Murong Cuiting waited for him to stop talking. "It seems ... aunt thinks it's not enough."
He asked Ji Mianmian distressedly, "Wife, what do you say?"
Ji Mianmian folded his sleeves: "It doesn't matter, I have strength."
When Murong Cuiting heard it, she couldn't bear the pain, and hurriedly said, "I ... we ... well ... well ... say!"
Her pain was already emaciated, and she was terrible on weekdays. That's because Murong Zhihong was here. What else does she have now?
Mu Rongmian laughed: "It turns out that my aunt will also speak well? In this case, let's sit down and make it clear."
"Come here, help my aunt enter the house and sit down. I haven't let my aunt enter the house for so long. It's mine."
Everyone thought in their hearts, how could the young master be so thick-skinned today, and probably shameless, how could he not find it before.
Murong Cui Ting only felt that all the blood was flowing online, and could not wait to spit out his blood, shameless!
The position moved to the living room. Murong Mian took Ji Mianmian to sit down. Madam Murong was sitting like a guest, only as an audience, silent.
Murong Cuiting was facing the other side, and her face seemed to be burning with fire. In this home, she used to be proud of herself, but now she fell suddenly, no longer with the power of advancing, she wanted to send her ice cubes to her face. I dare not.
Mu Rongmian beckoned the maid to deliver a few cups of black tea, and he gave Ji Mianmian a drink.
Then I said, "Auntie has come to my house several times in the past few days. I don't know what's the matter?"
"You ... Ming ... I know! My son ... Zi's hand." Murong Cui Ting's face was so painful that she could only say it word by word.
Mu Rongmian didn't care and asked, "Oh, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Murong's face was angry. "By ... what?"
She had only one son, Claude, and fell in love. She had a pregnancy in the early years. Unfortunately, she was tossed away by herself.