Ji Mianmian felt that this was the most domineering thing she had ever heard. 'Not letting you enter your ancestral grave after death? what ... Does that mean?'
She swallowed her saliva and looked up at Madam Murong's face. Her heart was filled with excitement.
They didn't expect that Madam Murong would have such a domineering scene. It was simply amazing.
Even Ji Mianmian was so shocked, let alone Murong Zhihong.
He could not believe that these words would come out of Madam Murong's mouth.
After being married for so many years, Madam Murong had always been very gentle to him. She took care of him in every possible way. She knew that tie was his favorite, that pair of leather shoes he was most familiar with, and what he should wear at any occasion. He had never worried about the trivial things at home.
However, now ...
After a long while, Murong Zhihong said in surprise,""Wenshan, how did you ... Become ... Like ... This?"
