Chapter 1910: I want to tell you my secret
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Of course, Murong Mian had done all this after she had dealt with the aftermath. She had tried her best to make everything seem logical.
Although there were still some loopholes, Mr. Brown’s petitors would stop people from continuing the investigation. After all, Brown’s suicide was pletely different from him being wronged and dying.
After Mrs. Jones’s family died, they became the target of everyone’s spit in their country. Although they were dead, their crimes could not be forgiven.
Not only that, but people also found out that they had mitted more crimes.
A few years ago, Mrs. Jones had participated in a fraud. When she attended a banquet, she had stolen a ten-carat diamond necklace from the Duchess, and so on ...
Although their daughter, Jessica, did not die in the big fire seed, her parents ‘reputation was so bad. In addition, she herself had long been notorious, so she did not dare to go out on the streets. After she was summoned by the police a few times, no one had ever seen her again.
Later, he heard that she had no money and was unwilling to suffer, so she went to do legal prostitution. After that, there was no news of her.
After Ji Mianmian heard the news, she went to ask Murong Mian if he was the one who did it.
“Yeah, I don’t want my wife to be taken to the police station,” Murong Mian smiled.
Ji Mianmian looked at him in admiration.””How did you do it? this is a foreign country after all. Do you have your own forces here?”
“No, I found someone to help.”
“Who is it?”
“A friend I made overseas.” Murong Mian ruffled her hair.
“Oh, do I know him?”
“No, he’s not in England. I’ll introduce you to him if there’s a chance in the future.”
“Good, good ...”
Ji Mianmian had always been thinking about this matter. Now that it had been resolved so perfectly, she could finally heave a sigh of relief and devote herself to Madam Murong’s funeral.
The weather was good on the day of the burial. The sun rose early in the morning.
Murong Mian buried her and Murong Zhihong together. After the funeral was over and everyone had left, he dug a hole next to them with a shovel and put Murong Mian’s ashes in it.
The real Murong Mian would never have a tombstone in this life.
Therefore, he could only use this method to bury their family together.
Ji Mianmian helped him bury the box of ashes. There was no grave, and the ground was flattened.
Ji Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief after she was done.””It seems that it has finally ended.”
Murong Mian put her arm around her shoulder.”Yeah, it’s over.”
Ji Mianmian looked up at him. His gaze was distant. Looking at the photo of Madam Murong on the tombstone, his thoughts suddenly drifted far away.
These days, she had always wanted to ask what had happened between him and Madam Murong, but ... She could not bear to ask. After all, it was about a mother who had abandoned her son. She could not bear to let him remember this kind of thing again.
However, she did not expect Murong Mian to suddenly tell her the truth without her asking.
“When I was young, there were many children in the ye family,” he said.”Even those who had just learned how to walk would e and bully me, saying that I was a child without a father and a mother.”
Ji Mianmian’s heart ached when she heard that. She quickly said,””Honey ...”
Actually, she didn’t have to know ...
Murong Mian smiled at her,”it’s okay, I’m not sad, really!” To me, this is just a not-so-glorious memory. I want to tell you. ”
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