She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 711

Jiang Zhimian looked at her helplessly, "Grandma, how could it be so convenient."

"Well, I just don't trust you. I'll sneak over to see you. I'll leave in a while, okay?" Mrs. Jiang was defeated.

Seeing the way the old lady spoke pitifully, Jiang Zhimian felt quite uncomfortable.

In the past, he pulled grandma to sit beside him, and said, "Grandma, don't leave, live in the general's mansion, and I will live in the general's mansion in the future. I like to live with you."

Mrs. Jiang was very pleasantly surprised, but she still refused, "This... how inappropriate."

"There's nothing inappropriate. Otherwise, Chi Mohan and I would be the only ones in such a big mansion. It would be so deserted. I like to live in a lively place, so we should live together." Jiang Zhimian said.

The old lady Jiang grinned happily, "That's a good relationship, grandma will live in the backyard, wash your clothes, cook for you, sweep the floor and so on, I can do everything."

"You don't have to do anything, just stay with me." Jiang Zhimian patted the back of her hand.

As he spoke, Mrs. Jiang began to cry.

This time Xiaotao's attitude was much softer, and she persuaded in a low voice, "Old lady, don't cry, today is a good day for the young lady to get married, it's always not good to cry."

The vicious look that reprimanded Tang Xin just now seemed to have disappeared.

But these words were also persuasive. Mrs. Jiang hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but it was a pity that she couldn't stop the tears she wiped more and more.

Jiang Zhimian simply let her cry enough, and when she has cried enough, she will stop crying.

But obviously, Jiang Zhimian also underestimated the ability of the old lady.

He actually cried for half an hour before he stopped.

Jiang Zhimian wondered where those tears came from, and why there was no end in sight.

Fortunately, the old lady stopped, and Jiang Zhimian quickly stopped, "Grandma, why don't you eat something, how about peach cake?"

"Yeah, we are filial piety, grandma eats, grandma eats more." Mrs. Jiang said.

After staying like this until the evening, this side of the room began to become lively again.

Xi Po came in, wanting to talk about the things before the bridal chamber for a while.

Mrs. Jiang's age is not suitable for making a bridal chamber, so she can only follow Xiaotao to the guest room to rest.

And here, the guests have surrounded the bridegroom and entered the bridal chamber.

Everyone made a fuss for a while, and it was the end.

The next step is to uncover the hijab, eat raw dumplings, and drink a cup of wine.

Xi Po shouted loudly from the side, "Please ask the groom to take off the hijab."

Only then did the groom's officer slowly lift off the hijab that Jiang Zhimian had just put on.

Jiang Zhimian raised his head and met those black eyes full of smiles.

Suddenly froze, "Why are you here?"

Xi Po next to her laughed, "Could it be that the bride is happy and confused, and the groom is of course going to have a bridal chamber with you here."

"Groom officer?" Jiang Zhimian frowned.

Xi Po nodded, "Yes, this is your groom, don't you recognize him?"

The man in front of her also asked her softly, "Little princess, have you forgotten me?"

"Murongyan, stop disgusting me here, where is Chi Mohan?" Jiang Zhimian stood up angrily.

"Chi Mohan?" Murong Yan in front of him with a refined smile, flickering a red candle, his face that could confuse girls all over the world was a little more calm and proud.

He opened his arms, and the fiery red wedding dress shook, "Aren't I just Chi Mohan?"

"Yes, isn't this General Mo?" Xi Po nodded.

Xiaotao and Tangxin also said, "Miss, why don't you even recognize my uncle, this is my uncle, take a closer look."

Chi Mohan and Murong Yan's looks are completely different, but now these people believe that Murong Yan is Chi Mohan.

Obviously, Murong Yan hypnotized them all.

Not only them, but also the guests outside, and even all the people in the capital.

Murong Yan, he is quite capable.

Jiang Zhimian subconsciously went to touch the dagger in her boots behind her back, but today is a marriage, and it is unlucky to bring these, she locked them in the cabinet, and now she reached out to find nothing.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Zhimian asked, staring at Murong Yan in front of him.

Murong Yan looked down at his clothes and smiled brightly, "What else can I do, of course I want to marry you."

After a pause, he said again, "Do you still remember the question I asked you at the inn that day?"

That day he asked Jiang Zhimian if he would never marry Chi Mohan in his life.

Jiang Zhimian answered him without hesitation, yes.

"So now, I'm Chi Mohan, so you can marry me, right?" Murong Yan said.

Jiang Zhimian poohed at him, "You are not Chi Mohan, and you will never be."

"But they all believe that I'm Chi Mohan, you can believe it too, it's true." Murong said.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "A fake is a fake, no matter how you pretend it's a fake, don't waste your time."

"I can hypnotize these people, and I can also hypnotize you. Just say what you want, and after you finish speaking, I will convince you that I am Chi Mohan." Murong Yan didn't care about her words.

He just wanted to get Jiang Zhimian, no matter what method he used, he just got it.

Jiang Zhimian saw seriousness in his eyes, and began to move towards the door.

But Xi Po went straight to close the door and locked it, apparently to prevent Jiang Zhimian from going out.

"Before today, I had made all the preparations, so let's give up." Murong Yan said.

He slowly approached Jiang Zhimian, "Trust me, there is no pain at all, just blink and everything will be fine."

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Zhimian's wrist, and forced her to look at him, the scent on her body became stronger and stronger.

Like an invisible net, Jiang Zhimian was enveloped in it.

It took a long time for Murong Yan to let go of Jiang Zhimian, with a successful plan smiling at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at me, tell me, who am I?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhimian slowly raised his head to look at him, stared at him for a while, then parted his red lips, "You are... Murongyan."

Murong Yan was startled for a moment, "Impossible."

His hypnotism never fails!

Just as he was about to question Jiang Zhimian again, he saw Jiang Zhimian in front of him snap his fingers, and Xiaotao and Tangxin who were next to him rushed over from the side and hugged his arms tightly.

Both of them are people who work at home. They look thin and small, but they are actually very powerful.

Murong Yan couldn't help but struggle.

"Now it's my turn." Jiang Zhimian raised his hand, took out his own crystal necklace in front of Murong Yan, and shook it gently.

"You've been plotting against me for so long, it's finally my turn to let you explain everything."

Murong Yan wanted to refuse, but his eyelids dropped uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)