1848 She must love him very much

1848 She must love him very much

After the doctor left, Murong Mian walked over to Ji Mianmian and sat down beside her. She put her arm around her shoulders.

Neither of them spoke. The sky outside was already bright, but the thin morning mist had not dispersed.

Ji Mianmian leaned her head against Murong Mian's shoulder. On the bed, Madam Murong's eyes were tightly shut. Her skin was pale and her brows were tightly furrowed. Even in her sleep, the pain on her face did not go away.

"Madam Murong must love Mr. Murong very much," Ji Mianmian said emotionally."If only the misunderstanding could be resolved earlier."

If the misunderstanding had been resolved earlier, they would have avoided so many days of mutual torture.

What husband and wife were most afraid of was not quarrels, but the indifference and isolation when they did not even quarrel.

The two of them clearly liked each other, but because of each other's torture, they became more and more distant. If they were lucky, perhaps the misunderstanding would be resolved and they could reconcile again.

Unfortunately, their relationship might come to an end and they would never look back.

It was just that people like Madam Murong and her husband, in the end, were they considered unfortunate or lucky. The misunderstanding was finally resolved. However, they were separated forever and would never meet again.

Murong Mian's fingers gently touched Ji Mianmian's shoulder as she said,""So, this is a lesson for us."

Ji Mianmian immediately turned to look at him."I will never hide any secrets from you," she said."But you ..."

Murong Mian lowered her head and pressed her forehead against hers,""I don't know how to either."

"Really?"

"It's true. "

Ji Mianmian smiled sweetly at him."If you're really hiding something from me, then don't let me see through you. Other things are fine, but if you dare to hide anything from me about principles, I won't let you off."

Murong Mian wrapped her arms around her waist."I swear, I won 't. It's almost over. When she gets better and officially takes over the Murong family, we'll go back to China."

Ji Mianmian wanted to go back as well, but she was a little worried.""But, what excuse should we use to leave?"

Murong Zhihong had just died, and Madam Murong had suffered a great blow. The Murong family would definitely be in chaos for a while.

If they were to leave at this time, they felt that it was ... Not very appropriate.

"There are many excuses. With me around, this is not a problem."

Ji Mianmian nodded."We still have to make sure that Madam Murong has complete control over the Murong family before we leave. Otherwise, she might not be able to take it if her relatives turn against us."

"Alright, you didn't get much rest last night. You must be tired. Go to the bed next door and sleep for a while. I'll stay here."

"No, I'm not tired. Your eyes are so red. You should go and rest."

"That won't do. How can I sleep by myself and leave my wife behind? if you're not going, I'm not going either."

As they talked, time passed by slowly. The sun came out and the mist outside evaporated. It was a fine day.

When Madam Murong fell down and woke up again, it was already five hours later.

She opened her eyes and looked at the White ceiling. She was stunned for a moment. She raised her hand and looked at the needle on the back of her hand. Then, she saw Ji Mianmian, who was guarding by the bed.

She used her arms to prop herself up on the bed and slowly sat up.

Ji Mianmian was dozing off on the edge of the bed. She woke up when she heard the noise. She saw Madam Murong sitting up and quickly went to help her. "You're awake. How do you feel? I'll go get you a glass of water. "

Madam Murong held her hand and shook her head,""I'm fine,"she said.

"Where's Landy?"

Ji Mianmian licked her lips."That Mister needs to make arrangements for his funeral," she said."He's ... Busy."