1787 She's a good girl, but she can't marry his son
Ji Mianmian's voice was clear, loud, and polite, neither haughty nor humble.
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Murong Zhihong. His eyes were bright and open, without any avoidance or timidity.
Murong Zhihong looked at Ji Mianmian. His expression ... Was indescribably complicated.
Having lived to his age, he had seen countless people. Now, when he saw strangers, he only needed a rough glance to get a general idea.
To be honest, the girl in front of him was not bad. At least, she was a very open and simple girl with a Bright Heart. She did not have any dark thoughts. His son's judgment was indeed good.
If it was in the past when he was still in good health, he would be very happy if his son found such a girl. He would sincerely hope that his son could be happy.
But now, he might not even be able to see the sun tomorrow. He had to think for his son's future.
Murong Zhihong was a smart man. How could he not know that the Murong family was now surrounded by wolves? everyone was waiting for him to die so that they could divide up the huge inheritance he had left.
He had to admit that he had left a mess for his son.
Now, he deeply regretted being soft-hearted back then.
If he had been a little more ruthless and had been a little tougher with his relatives, his son would not have been in such a situation.
In the beginning, Murong Zhihong only thought that although his son was smart, he was pure in heart. There were too many schemes and intrigues in the business world. He was worried that his son could not handle it alone, so he thought of being more tolerant of his relatives. He hoped that they could help his son more after his death.
It was a pity that he didn't know the right person and raised a bunch of wolves.
It was true that when you helped a person when they were poor, they would be grateful to you. However, if you continued to help and sponsor them, they would develop a habit and feel that what you gave them was what they deserved. They would even despise you for not giving them enough.
Sometimes, the human heart was such a vicious thing.
Murong Mian glanced at Murong Zhihong and saw that he was looking at Ji Mianmian in a daze. She did not know what he was thinking.
He looked at Ji Mianmian again. Even though she was being looked at like that, she did not show any signs of timidity.
Murong Mian sighed. After that incident, his girl had really grown up.
After a long time, Murong Zhihong finally came to his senses.""You're called ... Ji Mianmian?"
Ji Mianmian curled her lips and smiled."Yes, I'm ji Mianmian. Ji as in Ji, and Mian as in Mian. Dad, I'm sorry that I only came to see you now. I hope you don't mind. Don't worry, I'll treat you like my biological father and be filial to you."
Her smile was as bright as the sun, instantly lighting up the room that was filled with the smell of death and decay.
Murong Zhihong sighed in his heart. She was indeed a good girl.
However, she could not help her son with anything!
Before he died, he had to arrange a good marriage for his son and find someone who could help his son. Otherwise, he would not feel at ease even if he died.
Murong Zhihong rested for a while and said,""You ... Don't be anxious. Call me ... Dad. I ... Think ... It's still too early. You ... Can't ... Be with Landy."
Ji Mianmian smiled. She was not surprised at all by what Murong Zhihong said. She said directly,""I know you don't like me, but it doesn't matter. That's not important."