Chapter 1817: Then you die!

"You are an adult. You are liable for slander and slander."
"Really? Okay, you can sue. As long as you're not afraid, those words that you seduced Murong Zhihong were proclaimed. Then you can sue, but you are shameless, even if you let others know you. At your age, you still want to hook up with other people's husbands, and you won't feel pain. "
Ji Mianmian nodded hard, "That is, shameless, and what kind of virgin martyr is it?"
There was a strange light flashing in Mrs. Jones' eyes, but soon she lowered her head and her attitude softened again. She said: "It seems that Mrs. Murong has always been in trouble, but does this blame me? Doesn't it ... you Your own question? "
Murong Cuiting was not afraid of death and said, "That is, you can't look at your husband. Can you blame others? Why don't you look at yourself?"
Mu Rongmian, who has not spoken, said, "It's very rare for my aunt to say this. It seems that your husband derailed for 30 days a month because you are no longer attractive to him."
Murong Cuiting screamed, "Murong Mian, you can say it again."
"Do n’t I say wrong, your husband can be said to be infamous outside. Does n’t my aunt know Mom?"
Mu Rongmian poked at the most hateful place in Murong Cui Ting's heart, screaming and rushing over.
Ji Mianmian hesitated, and said, "Before I urge you to come over, think about it, and let me disassemble your body for a while."
Murong Cuiting's momentum came to a sudden stop.
At this moment, the door of the emergency room opened, a doctor hurried out, and everyone else surrounded, except Mrs. Murong standing still.
The doctor ignored the questioning of Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones and said to Murong Mian, "Master Randy, please come with me ..."
Murong Cui Ting thought for the first time that her brother must tell her legacy on the day of dying. She bluntly asked, "Why? Why did my brother see him?"
The doctor said coldly: "Mr. Murong only asked to see Master Randy alone."
Murong Mian followed the doctor and Murong Cui Ting jumped quickly.
Mrs. Jones lowered her head and raised her lips. She believed that Murong Zhihong would make arrangements in the end, and she would surely let Murong Mian agree to marry, Jessica.
Mrs. Murong sneered: "Sister kiss, can you compare with your son?"
Murong Cuiting raised her head suddenly, glaring at her.
......
Entering the emergency room, Murong Mian put on a sterile suit and asked, "How is my father?"
The doctor sighed: "Very unoptimistic, with more organ failure. Maybe this is the last time he spoke to you. Master Randy tried not to disobey the old man's intentions, and let him walk with peace of mind."
"talk later."
Murong Mian saw Murong Zhihong, who was dying on the rescue platform. He was filled with pipes in an instant, and it really seemed to be dying.
Mu Rongmian said: "Father ..."
"Lan ... Lan ... Di ..." Murong Zhihong's voice was weak and hardly audible.
Mu Rongmian bent down and lowered his head to approach him: "You say it, father."
"Listen ... listen to me, marry ... Jess ... Sika, I ... all, for ... for you ... you, you should be ... yes, meet ... before I die, the most ... Then, the last ... wish ... "
The corner of Mu Rongmian's lips drew his eyes to look at him, and his thin lips moved: "Then ... you're going to die."