"Yu Bin!" Zhang Meng was a little anxious and immediately hugged Murong Yuwei halfway into his arms. "Yu Bin, don't go too far. After all, I am an elder. You dare to beat Yuwei in front of me."

Murong Yubin stared at them coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense to them.

But Murong Yuwei became even more violent and roared hysterically: "You hit me? Why do you hit me? You were just a shameless bitch...ah~~"

Murong Yubin slapped Murong Yuwei twice again without any mercy. "I don't have the habit of not hitting women. Murong Yuwei, you dare to provoke you again!"

Murong Yuwei's face was swollen, and she hid in Zhang Meng's arms as she screamed.

"Murong Yubin, don't go too far!" Zhang Meng hugged her daughter and glared.

But Murong Yubin laughed instead of anger and shook his palm casually. "Auntie, I'm teaching such a daughter who is inconsistent with black and white, and is not right or wrong. This is your fault. Have you never told your daughter again that you took advantage of the situation and climbed onto my dad's bed while my parents were quarreling?"

"You!" Zhang Meng's face turned blue and white, twisted and difficult to see. "Murong Yubin, no matter what, I am an elder after all. It's not your turn to interrupt, are you educated?"

"A third party with misconduct can also lick the face and say that others are uneducated. Auntie, don't you think about whether you are qualified before you speak?"

Murong Yubin's tone was full of disdain, and his eyes turned to Murong Yuwei and said sarcastically: "Murrong Yuwei, listen to me, your sister Murong Yuqing is the wild breeder!"

Murong Lin walked in from outside the door and happened to hear Murong Yubin's words. His face looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed. "Yubin."

Murong Yubin looked back at Murong Lin, his face slightly cold and his tone was so cold that he was not very warm, "You told me something to do?"

Murong Yubin's face was not very emotional, but his face was slightly pale and haggard, and his eyes were still red. The filial piety belt he wore on his arms looked particularly dazzling.

Murong Lin felt heartbroken when he thought of Yang Xi's death. He said again and obviously felt less confident and sighed.

"Xiaobin, you are tired today, so go back to your room to rest early."

After Murong Lin finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Meng and Murong Yuwei and his daughter, and his eyes finally fell on the suitcase.

"Where are you going to pack your things?"

"I plan to take Yuwei back to my parents' home and will not come back again in the future. Anyway, the Murong family can't tolerate us mother and daughter anymore." Zhang Meng hugged her daughter, raised her face, and said naturally: "Murrong Lin, I have decided to divorce you. The divorce agreement has been placed on your desk. Tomorrow, my lawyer will contact you."

As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, a servant came down from the building, and the so-called divorce agreement had been handed over to Murong Yubin.

As early as a few years ago, the entire Murong family had already been the world of Murong Yubin. The servants at home were absolutely obedient to Murong Yubin.

Zhang Meng's face changed slightly, and she looked at Murong Yubin looking through the divorce agreement page by page.

"Murrong Lin, don't you think your son is too much!"

Murong Lin frowned and clearly indulged in Murong Yubin's behavior.

Murong Yubin's back half leaned against the handrail of the stairs. While looking through the contents of the agreement, he couldn't help but sneer.

"You still want to take away 40% of the Murong family's property? You're really big."

Zhang Meng raised her chin slightly and snorted, "I have been married into the Murong family for more than 20 years and gave birth to two daughters, Yuqing and Yuwei. They have no credit and worked hard. This is the condition that your father wanted to divorce me when he first wanted to divorce me. I just added an extra villa on it. After all, Yuwei and I also need a place to live after leaving the Murong family. And the Murong family has a great career and is not bad for this house."

Murong Lin still didn't say anything, didn't say agree or disagree.

In the past twenty years he and Zhang Meng have lived, there have been constant conflicts and frictions.

After Yuwei spoke, Zhang Meng had divorced him countless times. Every time the lion spoke loudly. Murong Lin was too lazy to pay attention to her, and in the end he died in vain.

The only time he made up his mind to divorce Zhang Meng was when he knew about the existence of Yubin and Yaoyao.

In order not to divorce, Zhang Meng still put forward the old plan and spoke loudly. Finally, after negotiation, Murong Lin promised to share 40% of the property in his name to Zhang Meng, worth more than one billion yuan, in addition to the company.

But Zhang Meng disagreed at the time and had to put his hands into the company. This point touched Murong Lin's bottom line, so it was left alone in the end.

"At the beginning?" Murong Yubin closed the divorce agreement and raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Dad made a concession to make way for you to make way for my mother. Now my mother has passed away. This marriage is not something you can divorce just by wanting to."

"Then what else do you want? I want me to leave the house with nothing!" Zhang Meng asked with a raised eyebrows.

Murong Yubin smiled coldly and did not answer, but ordered the servant to "moving his wife's luggage back to the room."

"Yes, young master." The servant replied respectfully, walked directly to Zhang Meng, and reached out to snatch Zhang Meng's suitcase, but was pushed away by Zhang Meng.

"Murong Yubin, what do you mean? Do you still want to imprison me?"

"Murong Yubin, you dare! I will call the police to arrest you now." Murong Yuwei covered her face and said whimperingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a noise came from the yard. A white ambulance slowly drove into the yard, and the words "Xiangsui" were printed on the car.

The door of the car opened, the doctor and the nurse got out one after another and walked into the villa. Following the white ambulance into the courtyard, there was a black Mercedes-Benz.

After the car stopped, the door opened. Gu Jingyu walked down from the cab, still wearing black clothes and black pants, and a handsome face was cold and deep.

The doctor and nurse entered one after another. The doctor led by the head was wearing a white coat, a mask, and holding a medical record in his hand. He said to the people in the villa: "Where is the patient Murong Yuwei?"

"I am Murong Yuwei, who are you?" Murong Yuwei shouted with a swollen face.

The doctor looked up at her and said, "It seems that his mood is quite stable. Please follow the nurse to get in the car. Go back to the hospital for a basic examination first. Where is the family? Sign up on it."

The doctor's eyes immediately fell on Murong Lin and handed the order in front of him.

Murong Lin reached out to take the order with a puzzled look on his face. After taking a look, he subconsciously frowned. When he looked up, he saw Jing Yu who came in later.

"Jingyu, what's going on?"

"Dad, the farce at the wedding has become a topic of conversation for the public after dinner. In order to save the face of Gu and Murong family, I have clarified to the public that Murong Yuwei suffers from fantasy and schizophrenia. Since she is sick, of course she has to be treated. Dr. Liu is an authority in the psychiatric department and is here to pick her up for treatment today."

Gu Jingyu replied in a cold tone, and his handsome face was so cold that he was not moved.
Chapter completed!