The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou sat in Jiang He's room for a while, and briefly mentioned her opinion to Jiang He.

The door was knocked from outside.

"Miss, the master is back and said he wants to see Mrs. Gu."

Jiang He paused and frowned.

"Isn't my father very busy? Why are you back?"

"Miss is rare to come back, no matter how busy the master is, he has to come back to accompany you."

"Oh. Then he wants to see my friend now, what does that mean?"

"..."

The butler outside was silent.

Not long after, an angry voice sounded outside the door.

"Xiaohe."

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, he turned to look at Wei Rou, and told her with his lips: My father.

Wei Rou's complexion did not change.

"It's okay, since I've come to Jiang's residence, I will naturally go to see your father."

Jiang He hurriedly said: "Then I will go with you!"

So the two went out together.

There were two men standing in the courtyard outside the door, one of them had a big belly, was dressed luxuriously, and had a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. When he saw them coming out of the back room, he showed a friendly smile on his face.

Presumably this is Jiang He's father.

Jiang He has already stepped forward to meet him.

"father!"

Jiang Xing smiled and watched her rush to him, and then looked at Wei Rou who was a few steps away.

Wei Rou blessed Jiang Xing's body.

Jiang Xing's eyes swept over Wei Rou, seeing that she was wearing a mask, he was surprised for a moment, then nodded and smiled and said: "Your Majesty is hosting a banquet in the front hall, please don't dislike Mrs. Gu."

Wei Rou greeted him a few words, then followed them and walked towards the front hall.

When she first entered Jiang's Mansion, she noticed that there was a lot of mystery here. Unlike the courtyards in the capital, Jiang's Mansion is an authentic garden design in the south of the Yangtze River, with rockery and pond water, good birds singing, three steps and one loop, carved beams and painted buildings, all of which are superior products.

Wei Rou was speechless, this is not something that can be done with just money.

Jiang Xing's ability to secure the position of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River shows that he not only has business acumen, but also has extraordinary means.

Of course, the disadvantage of this garden is that Wei Rou has to walk a long way to get to the front hall.

Sure enough, a banquet had been set up in the front yard, with a large table of delicacies, and only three people sat down to enjoy it.

Wei Rou remembered that Jiang He had mentioned before that her mother had died of illness when she was very young, and Jiang Xing had always raised her.

What surprised Wei Rou was that Jiang Xing didn't continue.

With Jiang Xing's current status, there are as many people who want to cling to him as a crucian carp crossing the river. It seems that this person is not only extraordinary in means, but also extraordinary in endurance.

"Mrs. Gu, these are home-cooked dishes, and they are not on the table. Please don't dislike them, Mrs. Gu."

Hearing Jiang Xing's words, Wei Rou restrained her mind a little, then her eyes fell on the dishes on the table that were comparable to a full banquet of Han and Han, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

If this can only be regarded as home-cooked dishes, then what she ate in the past was dross.

Jiang He obviously felt that his own father's words were too modest, coughed twice, and hurriedly put vegetables into Wei Rou's bowl.

"Try it, the cook in my family is really good!"

Wei Rou said to Jiang Xing: "You are too modest. I am of the same generation as Ah He, so you can call me Xiaorou."

Jiang Xing still had a smile on his face, and he was kind.

"Xiao Rou. Since you are of the same generation as Ah He, how about calling me Uncle Jiang?"

"Uncle Jiang."

Wei Rou didn't twitch, and the smile on Jiang Xing's face deepened.

Jiang He was worried that Wei Rou was uncomfortable, so he sat next to her and kept talking to her.

Jiang Xing sighed: "Xiaohe, you can't talk about food."

Jiang He stuck out his tongue, "Aren't I worried about poor hospitality! It's rare for me to make friends, so don't scare Xiao Rou away!"

Wei Rou: ...

She's really not that timid.