Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Ji Mianmian's face was that of an innocent and cute little girl. She smiled sweetly at Mrs. Jones and her daughter. Then, she extended her wet hand in front of Murong Mian. Her meaning was obvious."Wipe!"

Murong Mian had turned her head to look at her. Her eyes were bright and full of admiration. My wife is so domineering, so powerful, so handsome!

He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Ji Mianmian's hands.

Murong Mian was very gentle. She said as she wiped her face,""You're really ... Aren't you afraid of getting pricked? it's just a token of appreciation."

Mrs. Jones and Jessica were dumbfounded by Ji Mianmian's actions. They could not believe that such a frail-looking young lady could crush a cup with her bare hands. Furthermore, it looked so easy.

Just how much strength did this little girl have? Isn't that too terrifying?

How was this what a lady should do?

A look of disdain flashed across the mother and daughter's eyes. However, Mrs. Jones was old and good at hiding it, so it was not obvious. Jessica, on the other hand, showed it very clearly.

"Miss Ji ..." Mrs. Jones said.

Ji Mianmian raised her hand to stop her."Stop, let me correct you. I'm his wife. You should Call Me Madam Murong. No, Madam Murong is my mother. You should call me young Madam Murong. As a lady of a noble family, shouldn't you be very particular about etiquette? Then please address me with the correct form of address. "

Mrs. Jones 'red lips twitched slightly. She really couldn't call her young Madam Murong. She thought that this was undoubtedly her daughter's name. After all, it was Murong Zhihong who found her and promised her.

Mrs. Jones lowered her eyes and suppressed the disgust in her eyes. Her posture was very elegant, and her subtle movements revealed how much she had received formal British aristocratic etiquette training. Her sitting posture was textbook level, but it was also because of this that she lost her charm. She was beautiful, but empty.

After a while, Madam Jones raised her head again. She looked at Murong Mian, her green eyes filled with sincere feelings."Landy, my dear child, I think even if God were to stand in front of you now, he would say that you've made a wrong choice."

She glanced at Ji Mianmian indistinctly."I know that young people are impulsive. I've been through this, but being young is an impulsive choice. It may bring you endless trouble in the future. I don't want you to regret it."

Mrs. Jones 'voice was beautiful and her words were full of emotion. She did not force Murong Mian to marry her daughter, nor did she mention Murong Zhihong. She seemed to be very reasonable.

Coupled with her mesmerizing face, it was indeed very easy to move people.

But unfortunately ...

Murong Mian didn't fall for it. After listening to her, she nodded seriously. "You're right, but ... I'm a little curious. I think Mrs. Jones's words are quite interesting. Could it be that you chose Mr. Jones when you were young and now you regret it? I think if Mr. Jones heard this, he wouldn't be too happy. "

Mrs. Jones ...

"Murong Mian, how can you be so ungrateful ..." Jessica said angrily.