Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married Chapter 1833

I wholeheartedly hope that Jessica will marry Randy, and Zhihong also agrees. If you didn’t tell me that Randy is not Zhihong’s own son, I would have no reason to do so, would I? I know you are afraid, and I know what you are worried about now, but you can’t slander me like this! ”

“Slander? I slander you? You son of a bitch, I won’t kill you… ” Murong Cuiting is so angry that she almost loses her mind. She has an idea in her heart that she must kill this whore. If it wasn’t for her, how could she do it? As a result, she patted her ass and splashed all the dirty water on her body, and wanted to continue to pretend her white lotus.

No one came forward to fight, no one said a word, even Murong Zhihong looked coldly at Murong Cuiting’s unilateral assault on Mrs. Jones.

Murong Cuiting can’t beat Ji Mianmian, but she has a good chance of winning against Mrs. Jones, who claims to be a lady.

Mrs. Jones is used to putting on airs. When she comes across this kind of fight between women, she can only be beaten.

Ji Mianmian feels his fists. His hands are itching. I really want to go up.

Murong Mian put her arm around her shoulder. What’s the hurry? Two dogs bite so happily. What are you going to do.

Murong’s wife felt much more relaxed in her heart.

Mrs. Jones’s meticulous hair was all torn apart and fell to the ground. Her face was scratched as if she had been scratched by dozens of chickens, her clothes were torn, and her arm was bitten out. She was bleeding, not to mention embarrassed.

Murong Zhihong thought it was almost done, and then said, “pull them apart.”

Murong Mian waves in. Two security guards pull them apart.

When Mrs. Jones got free, she immediately cried out, “Zhihong, I know I shouldn’t intervene. But it’s your sister who begged me, and I can’t bear my best friend to be kept in the dark. That’s why I did it. But I don’t know it’s all Cui Ting’s lies. I really don’t know anything…”

She cried miserably, if in the past, she carefully dressed, so cry, it is called pear with rain.

But now, like a beggar, how ugly and sad it is.

Murong Zhihong waited for her to finish, then said: “thank you for letting me see such a wonderful play!”

Mrs. Jones’s cry stopped abruptly Zhihong

Murong Zhihong coughed twice and said: “you’d better not call me like this. It will make people misunderstand that when I was young, I really fell in love with you. It’s true. However, decades later, I have a wife and children. I’m very happy with my life. My wife is virtuous and my son is filial and my life is happy. Those early love are not worth mentioning at all. I just regard you as an old man I have known for many years You, but I didn’t expect that Lin Lao had been severely schemed. ”

Mrs. Jones was worried. “You I don’t understand what you said. How can I count on you? I also regard you as a good friend. Don’t you believe me? ”

Murong Zhihong’s eyes suddenly became sharp: “friend? What you want is only the property of my Murong family, but you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t, for your own sake, stir up the relationship between my wife and me. ”

Murong Zhihong sneered: “thank you for your performance today, let me this pair of blinded eyes for many years, finally see.”

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