You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"..."

Jiang Ling looked at this "sister" who seemed to have changed completely since some time, and tentatively said:

"What, what chance?"

The smile on Jiang Mian's face became more and more confident when she heard this, and then she gently leaned against Jiang Ling's ear and whispered something.

"..."

"?!!"

But Jiang Ling seemed to have heard some shocking news, her eyes were wide open, like a frightened bird being aimed at by a shotgun.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at the confident Jiang Mian.

"you,"

Although I have tried my best to lower my voice, it is still difficult to control the trembling of my voice:

"how do you......"

She didn't even dare to ask, and stopped abruptly in the middle of her speech.

"Sister, don't worry..."

Jiang Mian raised her hand and gently patted her fist that was subconsciously clenched due to nervousness, and said lightly:

"After all, the matter is of great importance. If there is no evidence and full certainty, I will not tell you."

After finishing speaking, he immediately changed the subject and followed the instructions carefully:

"You also know that grandpa values ​​face the most. If you stand up and help Jiang's family at this time, in front of grandpa...besides, why should she, an illegitimate daughter, fly to the branches with unseemly lies? Don't you think it's unfair to become a phoenix?"

"..."

Jiang Ling kept her head down, even though she was frightened by the news, she just turned her head to look at Jiang Mian.

Hearing what she said now, he raised his head slowly.

Looking intently at the stage in the distance, the person who is not the same as the past, the person who turns over and looks like a golden light all over his body.

That person used to be her cousin, an illegitimate daughter who was raised and abandoned, a vase without a brain, and an existence that everyone detested.

But now, she is Jiang Qiyu, a top-notch whose every move attracts the attention of hundreds of millions of people, a real wealthy daughter, and the jewel in the palm of the old man of the Qiao family...

Seeing the change in her eyes, Jiang Mian spoke from the side at the right time:

"Jiang Ling, aren't you jealous?"

"......envy."

Seeing Jiang Qiyu shining on the stage, Jiang Ling had to admit that she was jealous.

Jealous of her ability to come back against the wind with almost no effort, jealous of her having such a good family background and background, jealous of her seeming to easily rob everyone's attention by standing there.

but.

"Jiang Mian,"

Jiang Ling turned her head and fixedly looked at Jiang Mian, who was smiling gracefully beside her, as if she had seen through something:

"You know what? I used to be so jealous of you, too."

"..."

"And what you're doing now is what I did to her before."

Instigate, incite, and borrow a knife to kill.

"Jiang Mian, you are actually more jealous than me, right?"

Looking at Jiang Mian who was slightly stunned by what she said, Jiang Ling smiled.

The originally clenched fists loosened, and in turn patted her arm lightly, with a soft tone:

"I won't be your pawn. If you hate her so much, then go and pull her down with your own hands."

No matter what Jiang Mian said was true or not, Jiang Qiyu couldn't afford to offend her.

"..."

And Jiang Mian's daze was only for a moment, she paused, her face showed no embarrassment of being punctured:

"My sister still doesn't believe me."

In fact, it doesn't matter to Jiang Mian who will uncover the truth.

Because Jiang Qiyu is not a member of the Qiao family at all!

On the stage, Jiang Qiyu had already coaxed Mr. Qiao, and the grandfather and grandson happily joined hands.

And Lao Zhao, who had blown his nose and wiped his tears with a tissue, continued to read the last paragraph of the manuscript:

"...After a hundred years, Master, the part of Qiao's Group shares reserved for Miss Wanyi will be legally inherited by Miss Jiang Qiyu. From now on, she will be the legitimate successor of the Qiao family—"

However, Lao Zhao's manuscript was still short of the last two words, and he was interrupted by a loud shout from below the stands:

"and many more!"

"—"

With the help of the chasing light on the stage, everyone followed the sound and looked at the woman who got up suddenly.

Who is this?

After Mr. Qiao raised his hand to signal, the lights of the entire venue were instantly turned on, and only then did people see clearly the person who just stopped talking.

"This is not the daughter of the Jiang family..."

"Jiang Mian? What does she mean?"

"..."

Facing the lights that suddenly turned on in the audience, Jiang Mian looked directly at Shang Jiang Qiyu's gaze.

Under the watchful eyes of celebrities from all walks of life, her delicate red lips curled up slightly, she raised her hand and pointed to the stage unceremoniously, with a firm tone:

"Old Qiao, are you really sure that she is the child your Qiao family has been looking for for 20 years?!"

"..."

When Mr. Qiao on the stage heard the words, his originally stretched eyebrows immediately suppressed, and the aura around him became a little sharper out of thin air:

"What do you mean by that?"

At the same time, Qiao Jiangyun on the main table also suppressed his smile, slowly got up and looked at Jiang Mian indifferently, with a hint of threat in his tone:

"Miss Jiang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

"I didn't talk nonsense."

But Jiang Mian didn't have stage fright at all, and she didn't take out the DNA test report she got from other channels.

Instead, he slowly turned his attention to Mr. Qiao.

She frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, she put on an innocent expression, using her superb acting skills to make her tone full of sincerity:

"I just want to tell the truth of the matter! I don't want Mr. Qiao and everyone to be deceived!"

"Oh?" Qiao Jiangyun continued, "What truth does Miss Jiang know?"

"Back when I was filming with Ms. Jiang Qiyu in City H, I happened to pass by her dressing room and overheard her talking on the phone with someone, and the content of the phone..."

With that said, Jiang Mian changed the subject:

"It's how to impersonate the Miss Qiao's family who has been missing for many years! He even talked about how to fake DNA in the identification of kinship!"

"Wow—"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was once again in an uproar.

No one would have imagined that today, just for a social dinner, you can witness so many reversals!

"Jiang Mian!" Qiao Jingyuan, who didn't know the inside story, immediately jumped up, pointing at Jiang Mian and shouting angrily:

"You have to give evidence for what you say!"

"It's very simple," Jiang Mian waited for his words, fixedly looked at Mr. Qiao who was frowning, and said confidently:

"Find an authoritative institution and do a DNA test again! Miss Jiang..."

She looked at Shang Jiang Qiyu indifferently again, her eyes were full of provocation:

"do you think so?"

"..."

However, due to the information discrepancy between the two parties, facing Jiang Mian's public accusation, Jiang Qiyu, who thought she was indeed a fake daughter, did not feel guilty at all.

He met her provocative gaze without hesitation, and calmly leaned towards the standing microphone in front of him:

"So you can weave it? When Ms. Jiang was born, her umbilical cord was braided, right?"

Seeing that she was still pretending to be calm, Jiang Mian immediately retorted:

"Jiang Qiyu, don't you dare?"

"Jiang Mian..."

Jiang Qiyu sneered lightly, her tone was still calm, as if she didn't take her words to heart:

"Whoever advocates, who proves, don't you even understand the most basic truth?"

"If you're not guilty, why don't you want to test..."

Only this time, before Jiang Mian could finish her argument, she was interrupted by an angry reprimand from the stage:

"enough!"