Chapter 1835: He is the only heir!

Murong Zhihong said: "In fact, you ca n’t blame you, it ’s me. I ’m so confused. I was still thinking about finding a reliable wife for my son. I have known you for many years, but I did n’t expect to see them all these years. There is a poisonous snake beside him. "
Mrs. Jones still refused to admit, "Zhihong, don't injustice me. If you didn't find me, how could I go to your muddy water ..."
Before she finished speaking, Murong Cuiting cried out suddenly, "Brother, brother, I have evidence, I have evidence ... I have evidence to prove that I am wrong, it was this who let me do it, and I have evidence ... "
Mrs. Jones turned her head abruptly: "Murong Cui Ting, do you have any resentment between you and me? You asked me to help you, I help you, why do you hurt me now?"
Murong Cuiting spit at her: "I am a slut, why did I harm you? You still have the face to say, I am stupid, but there is no rule in the world that stupid people cannot be smart once."
"Brother I really have evidence, I'll give it to you."
Murong Cuiting pulled out her phone, opened a recording inside, and Mrs. Jones accounted for her, asked her to find a mixed-race boy, then forged a paternity test, to contact the major shareholders in private, to hold an extraordinary shareholder meeting, and to teach She said those words, and the recording was very clear.
Murong Cuiting is really not smart, but she is not mentally retarded. She had some drums in her heart when she and Mrs. Jones were looking for her. She didn't believe this woman, so she was so smart once and found herself in Mrs. Jones At the time, the conversation between the two was recorded.
As soon as this recording came out, there was no need to say anything. All of Mrs. Jones' masks were removed at once, and what she had just said turned into a big ear-scraper.
Mu Rongmian said lightly, "Mrs. Jones is very thoughtful and really admires me."
Murong Cuiting proudly said, "What other sophistry do you have?"
Mrs. Jones lowered her head. "Even if ... the sounds are similar, that doesn't prove ... it's me."
"Damn, you stinky bitch, you are still quibbling, I'll kill you ..." Murong Cuiting howled, rushed up and tussled with Jones again.
Murong Zhihong coughed a few times and said, "Come here, pull them away, I ... have something to say."
His voice is weaker than before, probably because of the lack of energy. The security guard pulled away the two who beat him, and he changed his path: "After going through these things, I can really see that I did a lot of mistakes over the years. Yes, I don't know how much time I have to make up, I can only do a little bit. "
He gasped twice and said: "Randy, they ... they all leave it to you to handle it, for the father doesn't have ... more energy to manage this, you just do it, no ... no need to show any affection surface."
He wanted to deal with it himself, but ... her body was almost out of reach.
Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones exclaimed.
"Big brother..."
"Zhihong ..."
Mu Rongmian raised his lips: "Yes, my father is assured. I must be concerned about this."
Murong Zhihong took a break and continued: "Today, the most important thing is to announce my will. From now on, Murong Mian will officially take over my position as president of the group and inherit ... to inherit Murong Group ... ... he, he, is the clique, the sole heir, my only son ... "