Soon, his forehead was bleeding.

"You stinky girl! You really don't know what's wrong!"

Murong Cheng raised the case: "Because of an irrelevant brat, do you want me to turn against the Hong family? Do you know what the big picture is?!"

"I don't care about the big and small situations, all I know is that brother Lu Chen saved me, and I have to repay him!" Murong Xue's eyes were full of tears.

"You, you, you... you are so stubborn!"

Murong Cheng was furious: "Yun'er! Take this girl down to me, and keep her under strict supervision. She can't leave the villa!"

"yes!"

Dong Yun responded and could only forcibly take Murong Xue away.

"Sister Yun! Can you help me, help me?"

Murong Xue's eyes were red from crying, and she looked extremely helpless.

"Silly girl, it's not worth it for a stranger." Dong Yun sighed.

She could tell that Murong Xue, who had just begun to fall in love, fell in love with Lu Chen.

It's just that this kind of love is destined to be fruitless.

One is a wealthy daughter, the other is a country boy, the identities of the two are very different.

"Sister Yun! Tell me to call grandpa. As long as he is willing to step forward, he will definitely be able to save Brother Lu Chen!" Murong Xue begged.

"Xue'er, Old General Murong has stopped asking about these matters. Your father has the final say in family matters now." Dong Yun shook his head.

"No matter what, I have to give it a try, otherwise, I won't give in!" Murong Xue looked stubborn.

"Well... I hope you don't regret it."

Dong Yun had no choice but to hand over his mobile phone.

In her opinion, Murong Xue was just doing useless work.

What is the identity of Old General Murong?

Those are the founding fathers!

Under one person, above tens of thousands!

As early as ten years ago, the old general had been unable to retreat, and handed over all the power of the family to Murong City.

Unless it's a critical moment for the family's life and death, the old general will never come forward in person.

It's even more impossible to go to war for such a small matter.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiangling Hongjia Martial Arts School split the helm.

Hong Jun stood on the ring with a murderous look, his face terribly gloomy.

Behind it is a group of Hong family elites. JrNovels.com