Murong Mian glanced at Mrs. Jones. The mockery in her eyes made her feel uneasy.

Madam Jones had been planning this scene for a few days. She felt that there were no flaws, so she asked Murong cuiting to bring her people over.

She looked at Murong cuiting and immediately scolded her,Murong Mian, dont try to deny it. I have concrete evidence on my side. Youre just a bastard child, but youve been the eldest young master of the Murong family for so many years. This is a disgrace to our family.

Compared to Murong cuitings righteous indignation, Murong Mian played it down, as if she didnt take this matter seriously at all. He said sarcastically,A DNA test? A piece of paper. It should be easy to fake, right? If little aunt wants to see evidence that youre not my fathers biological sister, I can get as many copies as I want.

Murong cuiting was so angry her teeth were about to break,Stop quibbling. The truth is clear. I wont let you lie to everyone again, and I wont let the Murong family hand over a bastard like you.

Murong cuiting pulled the boy beside her,dont be afraid. Raise your head and tell them who you are.

The boy seemed to be a little timid and whispered,Im O Neill.

Heso Neal. My brothers blood flows in his veins. Although Murong Mian is not my brothers biological son, this young man is the real young master of the Murong family,Murong cuiting said loudly.

Madam Murong trembled with anger. She wanted to speak, but her throat could not make a sound.

Ji Mianmian held her arm and said softly,Dont worry, itll be fine,

A long time ago, my brother had a relationship with his Secretary. When the Secretary left the company, she was already pregnant. She gave birth too Neill and passed away not long after. My poor nephew grew up in an orphanage, but Murong Mian, who took over his identity, lived in the Murong family as the eldest young master for so many years. Fortunately, God blessed me and I finally found this child after so much hard work. Now, its time for their lives to be restored.

Murong Mian nodded. Youre right, aunt. What else do you want to continue?he said rather seriously.

He was indeed not Murong Zhihongs son. He was too lazy to refute. Anyway, the final winner was decided internally. Since they wanted to act, he would give them a stage to act as much as they wanted.

One of the shareholders who was more rational said,If its true, then the matter of the heir should be carefully considered, but I dont think we can come to a conclusion so easily.

Murong cuiting shouted,Im my brothers biological sister. IFO Neal wasnt my brothers child, would I acknowledge him? Would I let an outsider with no blood relations inherit the family business? Whats there to not draw a conclusion about?

Lets not talk about whether Im the Murong familys son for now. Even if Im not, as long as my father agrees to let me inherit it, Ill be able to become the president,Murong Mian said calmly.

Dont be delusional. My brother already knows everything.

That means my father knows what you did today, Murong Mian smiled.

Of course I know.

Mrs. Jones had a bad feeling.

But Murong Mian continued,why is it that the answer I received wasnt like this? He said to a computer on the conference table,After watching for so long, what does father think of todays show?