1915: Winter leaves and spring comes home

Winter leaves and spring comes home

In the eyes of the public, Murong Mian was a young CEO who had just inherited the Murong family. There would always be disharmonious voices when she left instead of stabilizing the company's internal affairs. His reason to the public was very simple: he had returned to the country and accompanied his wife to visit his in-laws.2

No matter what other people said, he just wanted to go home and accompany his wife. As for other people, he couldn't be bothered.

Moreover, he had made up his mind to slowly move the headquarters back to China after he returned to the country and completed all the procedures.

He would not stay in England for the rest of his life. He still preferred to stay at home.

It was soon time for her to return home. Murong Mian dismissed all the maids in the old mansion, leaving only the Butler and some old people who had been working for many years to clean up the mansion.

Finally, it was time to go home. However, before leaving for the airport, four people from the local police station suddenly came.

Ji Mianmian's heart palpitated when she saw that. Her first thought was that they were here because of Mrs. Jones 'death.

Murong Mian asked her to pack her things and didn't allow her to be present. He sat down alone in the living room and chatted with the four police officers for fifteen minutes.

When Ji Mianmian came down, she saw Murong Mian standing up to send them off.

She looked at the police officers 'expressions. They were all smiling. Even though she didn't know what they were talking about, they seemed to be having a great time talking to Murong Mian. She felt a little more at ease. Perhaps the situation wasn't as bad as she thought.

After everyone had left, Murong Mian waved at her.

"Are you done packing?"

Ji Mianmian nodded."Yeah, I'm done. What are they doing here? are they ..."

"They probably suspect that I have something to do with the deaths of Mrs. Jones and her husband."

"Then, they ..."

Murong Mian ruffled her hair."Don't worry, it's just a suspicion. They can't do anything to me without any evidence. Let's go to the airport."

Ji Mianmian felt a little uneasy."Will they let us go?" she asked.

"We're still legal citizens, what can they do to me?"

He was just a little suspicious. The police officers came over today to get information. One of the four police officers was an expert in micro-expressions. They were here to see if he was lying and if he was a suspect.

However, they would not have any evidence. Their observations were only effective on ordinary people.

The chauffeur drove them to the airport. Ji Mianmian was nervous the entire way, afraid that she would be stopped.

Ji Mianmian's heart only settled down when she boarded the plane and the plane took off.

She looked at the city that was getting further and further away and heaved a long sigh of relief.""Coming to England this time was like a dream."

Murong Mian covered her with a small blanket."After we wake up, we'll go home and live our real lives."

"Mm ..."

The plane went into the clouds, and the city below could no longer be seen. Ji Mianmian's mind flashed with faces.

In the end, those people had become a part of the past. They were just passersby in their lives.

Suddenly, his hand was grabbed by Murong Mian. She turned her head and met his eyes.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

……

After a long flight, they finally landed at the capital's airport in the evening.

It was winter when they left, and when they returned, spring was already nearing its end.

After collecting their luggage, Murong Mian pushed the two large suitcases with one hand and held Ji Mianmian's hand with the other.

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