Murong Chuyou raised an eyebrow and looked at Meng Minting, feeling happy in his heart.
"Well, Mom, please eat more, and your son and Minting will be filial to you in the future." As soon as Murong Chuyou heard that the transfer letter was almost ready, he felt happy, showed a big smile, picked up the chopsticks, and hurriedly picked up the vegetables.
Put it in grandma's bowl.
"Yes, Mom." Meng Minting also echoed.
"..."
Grandma didn't say anything, she just ate breakfast quietly.
"Mom, Chu You and I went out to do something." Meng Minting said with a smile, took Murong Chuyou's right hand and walked out of the side hall.
‘Old immortal, you must finally hand over the transfer letter from Murong Group.’ Meng Minting had a smile on her face, but she was thinking something different in her heart.
'From now on, Murong Group belongs to us, hahaha...' Murong Chuyou thought in his heart.
The two husbands and wives may not speak the same words, but they are of the same mind.
The two couples who were extremely happy today walked out of Murong's house.
On the other side, Murong Lijia and Sikong Yingting drove a car on the road.
"What? Zihan didn't kill Xia Yibing." Sikong Yingting jumped up from the passenger seat in surprise.
Sikong Yingting, why didn’t you expect this?
"Then where is Xia Yibing now? Where is she? I'm going to kill her." Sikong Yingting's eyes were filled with hatred. If Xia Yibing is not dead, does that mean that Ouyang Ze will not belong to her?
"No wonder Xia Yixi returned to college. It turns out that Xia Yibing is not dead."
"Why didn't Zihan tell us earlier?" Sikong Yingting's anger was about to explode, and she asked one question after another.
Murong Lijia was driving, and Sikong Yingting spoke very quickly, and she couldn't even answer the question.
"Since I didn't kill Xia Yibing, Mo Zihan would end up dead." Sikong Yingting was still very angry. Mo Shuihan couldn't even marry Xia Yibing. Is she still worthy of being a killer? She?
"Tingting, calm down first, after all..."
"No, even if I kill Zihan, I can't handle the things I asked her to do. Then can I ask her to do other things in the future? Since I made a mistake once, I will be like a useless person. What's the use of keeping him?" Murong
Before Li Jia finished speaking, Sikong Yingting snatched her away and spoke cruelly.