The fake daughter was not exposed today

During the break of the last class, Jiang Fu received the news.

"Grandma is coming back today. I'll pick you up later." Jiang Qi informed.

"it is good."

An hour later, Jiang Fu waited for the car at the school gate, a rather low-key black business car.

There was a little boy of seven or eight years old sitting in the back seat of the car. He should be Jiang Shixi, the fifth son of the Jiang family.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me that we had to bring her to the family dinner today?" Jiang Shixi was a little annoyed.

He has never been kind to his sister Jiang Yilan.

Their personalities are destined to be incompatible. Jiang Yilan is also a fake daughter who will harm his own sister. If he doesn't keep a close eye on her, his own sister will be harmed sooner or later.

"Yilan is not an outsider." Jiang Qi was puzzled.

Jiang Fu thought about it and decided that it would be better for her to sit in the passenger seat and get some peace and quiet to stay away from the naughty kid.

Jiang Shixi didn't have any objections, he just took out his cell phone and chatted with the person on the other end.

[Have you read the rest of the book? What tricks did that villainous fake daughter use later?]

[I don't know. The author is on sick leave and has not updated in the past few days. ]

Looking at the reply from the other side, Jiang Shixi was a little disappointed.

He also wanted to know what tricks that bad fake daughter had so that he could remind his sister to be on guard, but who knew that the bastard author stopped updating.

Jiang Fu didn't understand what was going on in this kid's mind, he could only feel his emotions jumping up and down.

She is now like a person who is gradually getting used to spicy food, getting used to the disgust of people around her, and being able to savor the different flavors from it.

Jiang Shixi's malice carries with it some of the innocent beauty that is unique to children of his age. It's inexplicable and even a little clumsy; but Jiang Yiran's malice has a special flavor.

Unlike the malice she had towards him before when she thought of her friends, now there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes, and Jiang Fu was a little wary.

Could it be that she discovered something?

Jiang Yiran stared at the girl's profile, with a doubt in his mind.

Is this Jiang Yilan the real thing?

After listening to her master's story, she began to suspect that this Jiang Yilan was most likely the so-called integrated media, but was just wearing Jiang Yilan's skin and no one noticed.

She touched the small metal cube in her pocket, and the cold touch of the metal made her calm down even more.

Let’s try it out first.

The car arrived at the hotel very quickly.

Mrs. Jiang, Xie Aiqing, is a legendary figure. In her youth, she was a well-known young lady in Yancheng's circle. She married Jiang Jingxian, then a small factory owner, and gave him a dowry of tens of thousands of yuan, which made people around her laugh.

But within a few years, Jiang Jingxian used this money to rapidly rise to prominence, establishing the Jiang family's initial foundation. Xie Aiqing, who was described by others as a foolish girl who was blinded by love, became Jiang's most indispensable and talented strategist, and their story has become a legend among many.

The old lady is now retired, but she is still obsessed with praying to gods and Buddhas, and often travels around.

Jiang Fu guessed that this should be a lively old lady, but after seeing the real person, she felt that she was extremely wrong.

The old woman was wearing a neat and simple dark purple high-necked dress with ruffles sewn on the sleeves and hems. She sat upright in her seat, like a stern headmaster.

Sitting below her were three middle-aged people, two men and one woman, who were her three children.

The three children of the second generation of the Jiang family are all outstanding. The eldest, Jiang Bocheng, has taken on the responsibilities of his father and runs the company in an orderly manner. The second son, Jiang Zhongcheng, moved south to explore the entertainment industry in his youth, building up a network of connections from a young age as an agent, and is now the head of a top domestic entertainment company. As for the third sister, Jiang Shucheng, she founded a technology company and is engaged in software development and game production.

"The children are here. Please ask the kitchen to serve the food. Don't starve." Old Master Jiang smiled very kindly.

Jiang Fu pulled out a chair, adjusted her skirt and sat down.

She learned some table manners when she was young, so she has no problem acting like an elegant lady now.

"I heard that Yilan was wronged some time ago and is now living outside." The old lady gestured to the waiter to pour tea and greeted her casually.

"It's nothing. It's inevitable for sisters to have disputes." Jiang Fu responded with a smile.

In a family setting, big things can be made small. She doesn't want to miss her meal because of a small argument.

"You have a big heart." Xie Aiqing raised his eyes.

Jiang Fu was embarrassed.

Was he looking down on her for being heartless? Jiang Yiran was a blood relative of the Jiang family after all, so she, an adopted daughter, couldn't possibly kill her.

Jiang Shixi next to him couldn't help laughing.

As for Jiang Yiran, she sat casually with her legs crossed, her eyes full of mockery as if to say, "Look at you pretending like that, you must be criticized."

But the next second, the roll call came, "Yiran, I remember your grandfather hired a tutor for you. How come in less than a month, you've forgotten everything you learned?"

Jiang Yiran raised an eyebrow, "I'm just like that. I'm used to being spontaneous and can't stand rules."

Jiang Shixi's face was full of envy and admiration.

As for Jiang Fu, she was a little embarrassed, and she also felt that Jiang Qi's toes were stronger than hers, and he had already dug out three bedrooms and a living room.

"Rules and courtesy aren't meant to restrict you. They're a sign of respect for others." Madam Jiang wasn't angry. "Or do you live in a world where respect isn't needed?"

This time the smile finally shifted to Jiang Fu's face. She tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, trying her best to act like a lady to avoid being exposed.

She is very reasonable and well-founded in her criticism. Who can resist such a sharp and handsome girl?

Jiang Yiran stood up suddenly and sneered, "I can't stand your hypocritical politeness. Goodbye."

After she said that, she turned and left.

The Jiang family is just a group of superior people who use politeness to disguise indifference. I don’t know why my mother was willing to marry into the family even if it meant paying for it.

"Don't stop her, let her go." Madam Jiang said with a serious expression.

Old Master Jiang quickly tried to calm her down. "Yiran's temper is probably due to her past experiences... I asked her about it, but she didn't want to talk about it." Old Master Jiang sighed. "Be nicer to her next time."

"Her personality doesn't seem like someone who has experienced hardship. If we indulge her too much, if she gets into trouble in the future, I'm afraid the entire Jiang family won't be able to cover it." Old Madam Jiang raised her eyes and looked at her husband.

It’s not that she doesn’t feel sorry for her child living away from home, but she also has principles and she will never indulge her child in doing whatever he wants.

Jiang Fu lowered his eyes and slowly stood up. "Grandpa, Grandma, we've finally gathered together today, and it doesn't seem right for my sister to leave alone. I'll go and try to persuade her."

"Go." Old Madam Jiang waved her hand.

Jiang Fu wasn't really concerned about Jiang Yiran, she just wanted to see what this woman was up to and have a fight with her.

Arguments and conflicts hurt people, but if you don’t reveal your true thoughts, they are just ineffective negotiations.

Not long after Jiang Fu walked out of the box, he saw Jiang Yiran coming back at the end of the corridor.

"Sister?" Jiang Fu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The mood was not right, the disgust suddenly weakened a lot.

Jiang Yiran crossed his arms, his eyes filled with inquiring interest. "I say, you are not Jiang Yilan, are you?"