However, Madam Murong was really......So powerful. But, she also felt so pitiful looking at her thin back.
Ji Mianmian's heart ached.
From what Mrs. Murong had said, she knew that even though Murong Zhihong had married her, he was still thinking about Mrs. Jones.
Now that he was dying, he couldn't marry the woman he loved, so he wanted his son to marry the daughter of the woman he loved.
There was no way Madam Murong would let her son continue to live in the shadow of Madam Jones. Oh, she had forgotten that Murong Mian was not her son yet. Her biological son had already passed away.
"You've really misunderstood ... Me. Wenshan, you ... Let me explain ..." Murong Zhihong wanted to explain, but he was too weak. It took a lot of effort for him to say a single word. He wanted to explain the whole thing, but he didn't have the strength.
