The fake daughter was not exposed today

Jiang Fu was sweating profusely.

The password was entered incorrectly and the alarm was triggered. If she didn't find an excuse to cover it up now, the situation would definitely get worse.

How to do?

"The phone is for you, will you answer it?" She moved the receiver away and looked at the person on the bed.

He reminded in a low voice, "My voice is a little hoarse now."

To put it bluntly, if they changed people at this time, Ms. Shan would definitely hear something wrong.

"What should I do then?" She suddenly became nervous.

"Dan Zhe, why don't you explain this to your dear mother?" Shan Congqing's voice had changed to that of a female devil who was going to accuse someone.

Explain what? Explain that she almost killed my aunt's child?

Jiang Fu was ready to throw in the towel, "Mom, actually..."

Just be honest, the worst that can happen is that the sheet lady will scold you.

Shan Zhe propped himself up and sat up. Jiang Fu could only support him, feeling furious inside.

He coughed lightly and asked, "Is it Auntie's call?"

He didn't use his own voice, but a false voice that was sandwiched between his throat, which was soft, like a piece of green tea that would break at the touch.

"who is she?"

"She is..." Jiang Fu couldn't act anymore.

Shan Zhe gestured for her to hold the receiver closer, and then continued to hold his throat.

"Auntie, you are Azhe's mother, right? Azhe is fine. He saved me."

He tilted his head slightly, leaned against Jiang Fu's body, and explained slowly.

"Is that so?" Dan Congqing also heard something wrong.

It seemed like she was disturbing someone.

"Auntie, you know, he was so handsome back then that it was unbelievable. To have given birth to such an outstanding child, you must be an outstanding person too..."

Jiang Fu felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard his praise.

What kind of novelty is this guy playing?

In order to prevent Danzhe from causing trouble again, she had to cut off the microphone urgently.

"Mom, I'm hanging up now. I'll call you back when I have time."

"Okay, go ahead and do your thing." Ms. Shan smiled as she watched him hang up the phone.

Jiang Fu stared at his face, his expression twisted into a ball, "Dan Zhe, what do you mean?"

That set of clip sounds and fangirl quotes simply shocked her to the point of blowing her fuse.

"Improvising, I'm pretty good at it, right?" He leaned on the edge of the bed. "After all, my voice now is different from the one you're pretending to be. If I used my real voice, it would definitely give me away, and she'd start asking all sorts of questions."

"so what."

"So, I found a reasonable reason for her suspicion." Shan Zhe looked at her. "I have always acted like I'm not interested in women since I was a child. She doesn't know how I react to girls I like, so it's easy for her to get away with it."

"Besides, praising her a few more times can leave a good impression on her, right?"

He raised his hand, gently hooked his fingertips around her wrist, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Jiang Fu was silent.

So Danzhe's bold move actually won her favor?

"Forget it, just muddle through." She said helplessly, "I won't answer the phone for you next time."

"it is good."

He raised his head and said in a gentle voice, "But I just said it casually at the time. I didn't expect Sister Fu to really agree."

Did you agree to take the call from the lady who took his order? That was just a misunderstanding.

Jiang Fu answered honestly, "It was just an accident."

"Is it just an accident? If it was just an accident, you could have just hung up the phone."

Also.

She would answer the phone, feeling somewhat guilty for causing Danzhe to fall into a coma.

"Does this mean that there's nothing wrong with the part I just performed?"

Jiang Fu stared into his eyes and quickly caught the sly smile that flashed across his eyes.

He did it on purpose when he was acting just now.

It was just that he couldn't bear to bully her at this time, so he started to press his advantage.

"You deliberately?"

"I acted right, didn't I?" he laughed.

It’s true that she has this idea, but isn’t it a bit informal to admit it so directly?

“Is that right?”

"Isn't that right?" He waited for her reply calmly.

Jiang Fu had never seen anyone asking for status so confidently and righteously like him.

"Danzhe, you really can be a bit of a jerk sometimes."

"The little bastard is yours."

Jiang Fu raised his hand and pinched his face in revenge.

"What a beautiful thought."

He couldn't leave, so she left.

As soon as I left the ward, I ran into Qin Yun who was carrying a bucket of water.

"Xiao Jiang, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?" the woman asked in confusion.

"I'm angry." She walked faster.

Qin Yun raised her eyebrows.

Angry? She seems to be moved, right?

the other side.

Jing Yilan received a gift from Eleanor, a jar of caramel sauce.

"Let's add each other. If you like them, I'll send you some more later." She held up a small packet of seeds. "I found these seeds at the palace the other day. Old Martin told me to try to cultivate them. I'll send you pictures when they bloom."

"Okay." Jing Yilan held the jar.

Those whose lives were ruined by the chaos in Nova Scotia are starting new lives, and that's a good thing.

Eleanor waved at her, "Um, by the way, it seems the cool and handsome guy you were with was surrounded. I don't know what it was about."

Brother Lin... Jing Yilan felt a little worried.

I walked quickly into the ward and saw several people gathered together.

"Brother Lin, are you okay?" She ran into the room.

Unexpectedly, after seeing her enter the room, those people quickly changed their target to her and came over one by one.

"Ms. Jing, do you mind accepting our interview?"

"Your photo has gone viral online. Would you be willing to do a live broadcast?"

"What are your future life plans?"

She looked at the crowd pointing their cameras at her and finally understood the situation.

"I'm sorry, I won't accept interviews for the time being. If you have anything to say, please return to China." She politely persuaded the reporter to leave.

However, she was relieved.

It would be better if Sheng Rong and his men didn't come to hold us accountable.

"Sorry, I was planning to get rid of them for you." Lin Zishan took the things from her hand and put them away.

Jing Yilan is still a student, and being pushed to the center of the Internet has also affected her life.

"It's okay, I thought something might happen to you." She felt relieved.

Lin Zishan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Seventh Master? He would definitely understand something like this."

Sheng Rong has not yet been reinstated. If he does something inappropriate again, it will be easy for other people in the Sheng family to find fault with him.

"Thank you for your concern, though." He looked at her seriously.

"Nothing." Jing Yilan smiled.

If Lin Zishan had not given her enough trust when she was hesitant, she would probably have started making rash decisions due to excessive pressure.

She was very grateful to Lin Zishan for being willing to step forward and help her share the pressure at that time.

"Yes." He thought for a moment, "I'm glad you care about me, Yilan."

Jing Yilan stared at his face.

The first time she saw Lin Zishan smile, it wasn't just a few pixels moving, but a genuine smile.

As gentle as the wind rippling the lake water.