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C1790

The secretary said that Murong Feng had been chased out of Board of Directors, but on his face, Murong Shanshan did not see any anger or sadness.

"You left yourself." Murong Shanshan said as he looked at him.

Murong Feng was startled, he reacted to what Murong Shanshan had said, and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, "Yes."

"Why?!" Murong Shanshan asked.

Murong Feng did not answer her question, and instead said to her, "Have you finished eating? "Alright, let's go see grandpa."

As he spoke, he held Murong Shanshan's hand, "If there's anything you want to buy for Grandfather, you can bring a few more magazines over. Today, we have a lot of time to stay."

Murong Shanshan shook her head at him, "No."

The two walked out hand in hand. Murong Shanshan looked at Murong Feng's back with eyes full of doubt.

Why did he do that?

"Don't worry, I won't give it to them." On the way, Murong Feng turned and smiled at Murong Shanshan.

"Yes." Murong Shanshan nodded and said, "I know."

"That's yours, they won't be able to take it away."

Murong Feng smiled and did not answer. He did not want Murong Lian and Murong Yu to take away his things because it was his in the past.

Even if he had to put his life on the line, he still had to take his wife's things.

"Wife, what do you want to eat tonight?"

was stunned by the sudden change in topic, "What?"

"I'll cook for you."

After Murong Feng finished his words, he stood still and did not leave.

"You're cooking?"

She felt that she had misheard. Murong Feng was the young master, when did he enter the kitchen?

"Right." Murong Feng laughed and said, "I suddenly want to cook for my wife and wash my clothes."

"Hur hur." Murong Shanshan looked at him and laughed. She reached out to touch Murong Feng's forehead, "What's wrong? Is there a fever? "

"No." Murong Feng reached out and hugged Murong Shanshan, and said, "I suddenly feel like I treated you too badly in the past, I want to apologize."

"I'm trying to please you. Next, I'll need you to raise me."

"Eh?" Murong Shanshan was still doubtful, "You don't plan to go to the company?"

"I plan to give myself a few days' leave to accompany my wife." Murong Feng released Murong Shanshan, and said gently, "Can you tell me?"

"That's why I need a wife to support me these days."

"I still want to keep you alive, with such low requirements?" Murong Shanshan understood what Murong Feng meant.

"Really?" He laughed. "Then I won't go to work. I'll cook and wash your clothes at home every day."

"Sure."

The two of them chatted and laughed all the way to the hospital.

The old tutor was the same, with no changes or reactions.

Murong Shanshan and Murong Feng accompanied the old man in the ward and chatted casually. Neither of them mentioned anything about Murong Lian and his son.

The old man needed some happy topics, not some annoying things about Murong Lian and his son.

Murong Feng said that he would go back and cook dinner. In the afternoon, he really left first.

Murong Shanshan was in the ward daydreaming about what Murong Feng's dishes would be like.

Murong Feng asked her to choose what dishes she would like to eat, so she specifically picked a few stews.

Obviously, Murong Shanshan had overestimated Murong Feng, and she went home expectantly. What she saw was a kitchen that was more than half burnt.

The wall of the kitchen was pitch black. Murong Feng and his men came out from the black charcoal heap in a sorry state.

When Murong Shanshan saw his dark and unassuming appearance, she burst out laughing.

"Murong Feng!"

Murong Feng did not burn the entire kitchen, it was already very good already.

"Murong Shanshan." Seeing Murong Shanshan smiling so happily, he reached out her burnt hand in front of her, "Wife!"

Murong Shanshan saw that the back of his hand was completely red, and her face immediately lost all smile, as she asked in a serious tone, "What happened?"

"Have you treated him coldly?"

Murong Feng looked at her, wronged, and shook his head, "No!"

"It hurts!"

Murong Shanshan immediately got a servant to find some scalding medicine for him to carefully rub on her wounds.

The back of his hand was extremely painful, but Murong Feng's heart was filled with sweetness. Looking at Murong Shanshan's serious expression, he only thought of one thing.

"Wife, do you know what I want to do now?"

"What are you doing?" Murong Shanshan who was giving Murong Feng some scrapes asked casually.

"I want to sleep with you!"

Murong Shanshan raised her head and saw Murong Feng's serious expression and his face flushed red.

"If you keep making trouble, I won't clean it up for you."

Murong Feng moved closer to Murong Shanshan, "If I'm not making trouble, then you'll have to rub it slowly for me."

"If you apply medicine to me every day, I'll cook for you every day."

"Nope." Murong Shanshan said.

"Why?" Murong Feng thought that Murong Shanshan was just worried that she would be injured and wanted to ask her if she felt sorry for him.

Murong Shanshan said, "I'm worried that you will burn down the entire house."

The eldest young master had reached out his hand since he was young, how could he cook when food came to his mouth?

He didn't burn the whole house. He didn't cut off his own hand.0

"Wife!" Murong Feng called out, "I will work hard tomorrow."

Murong Shanshan stood up and shook his head, "Forget it, you should go earn some money."

Murong Feng couldn't sit on the boiled guy in the family, he wasn't suitable at all.

"Hurry, go and change. We're going out to eat."

"Alright." "Yes," Murong Feng replied. He really needed to wash and change his clothes now. The kitchen at home was almost burnt and the servants were still cleaning up.

Go out and eat!

"Wife, wait for me."

"Right." Murong Shanshan watched as Murong Feng went upstairs. She took out her phone to check her mailbox to see if she had missed any important news.

Suddenly, a message popped up on her phone. She opened it and her expression immediately changed.

"Shan Shan, if you're coming to work tomorrow, I'll leave the office for you."

Although the name was not displayed, but through the content of the text message, Murong Shanshan was definitely Murong Yu's.

Murong Yu had not obtained the shares that Murong Feng held in his hands and he had already determined that he was the one in charge.

He didn't have a brain!

The old man was not dead. His will was not valid.

Also, even if Murong Feng is not a shareholder in the Murong Group, whether he is a coward or a fool, I will give you the shares in my hands.

Why!

If you have the ability to go to court and sue, wait for the prosecution to win and then take it away.

Arrogant now! Arrogant what!

Who do they think they are! When she said that Murong Feng was not Murong Lian's son, she did not think Murong Yu was.

Hmph, just thinking about it made Murong Shanshan angry, for Murong Feng, for the old man.

The more she looked at Murong Yu, the more she hated him. How could she have liked such a man in the past?

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