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Chapter 85: Entanglement (7)

If he were an ordinary man, he might not be able to help but laugh when he heard such an agreement, rejoicing that there was such a wonderful thing in the world. However, even though Murong Qingzhen had stayed in the United States for seven or eight years, he was very orthodox in his heart.

traditional mindset.

Without reaching an agreement on the spot, the two then went to Murong Qingzhen's room. As soon as Jiang Zimo entered the door, he found that his room was decorated in an antique style.

The furniture is all made of rosewood and is a simple combination of Chinese and Western styles. You can tell at a glance that it was made by a famous artist. The smooth and exquisite lines represent the work that took ten years of grinding and half a lifetime to build a table.

Even though she thought she was used to big scenes, she couldn't help but secretly gasp after entering the door.

Well, she had to admit that if she brought a table out of this room, its value would be worth the Jiang Mansion, which she claimed to be the mansion in the city.

Murong Qingzhen's face was a little gloomy, but he still made tea for her in a gentlemanly manner and asked her to sit down.

After drinking the green-colored Biluochun, the young man sitting opposite still didn't intend to speak.

Jiang Zimo decided to take a preemptive strike. She cleared her throat, put down the tea cup and said: "Qingzhen, I'm sorry that I didn't discuss this matter with you before. I thought you wouldn't mind these things after staying in the United States for so many years.

of……".

Murong Qingzhen frowned, and his eyes darkened immediately. It could be seen that he was a little anxious, and he was trying his best to endure it.

"Azi, actually there are some things that I never had the chance to tell you before."

So, he began to tell Jiang Zimo some unknown secrets about his family. In particular, the love-hate relationship between his parents...

Jiang Zimo listened in trance, and after a long time he said in surprise: "You mean, your father and your mother... have never lived together since you were born?"

What kind of couple are they? In front of each other, they are loving and intimate, but behind the scenes, they are strangers? No wonder, when she saw Madam Murong for the first time, she felt that there was a deep melancholy in this woman's eyes, which she couldn't explain...

It turns out that this is actually the case!

Is this a rare couple in the world?

However, why does Murong Yuanhong hate Mrs. Murong so much even though she is so beautiful and elegant?

Could it be that Murong Yuanhong was born with such poor taste, that he had such poor taste that he mistook pearls for horse dung?

Jiang Zimo wanted to ask, but in the end she wisely shut her curious mouth. She knew that this was a top secret of the Murong family, and from Murong Qingzhen's standpoint, even if he knew anything, with their current relationship, he

It's impossible to tell her all the secrets between parents like this.

"So, Ah Zi, actually I have always felt the same way about your situation. Like you, I was born in an environment where the family atmosphere was unusual. Later, when I reached adolescence, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I proposed to study abroad.

In fact, is there a day when I don’t miss everything here? After telling you this, I just want you to understand that I don’t mind my child’s last name, but I really hope to give my child a normal one.

, a warm family environment. I am not prepared for you, because you will be my wife and the person who will spend my life hand in hand with me. Azi, don’t sign such a cold agreement, okay? This is the only thing I have for you.

requirements.”

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