The fake daughter was not exposed today

Shan Zhe didn't rush to remove her makeup, but took out her cell phone.

Looking at the ugly expression on the man's face in the photo, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

No matter how many times he did it, disgusting his dear old father was always the most fun thing he had.

"What laughing?"

"Look, the old scumbag is pissed off by me." He handed her the photo.

Jiang Fu looked at the uneasy expression of the man in the photo and roughly guessed the situation.

"The golden retriever is very beautiful." She rubbed it.

The wig feels a bit stiff.

"Real hair feels better. You might get a chance to touch it someday."

He took off his wig and wiped the foundation off his face.

He can draw, so he naturally knows how to use contouring to transform his face and make his facial lines look softer.

"You're not planning on wearing this to the party later, are you?" She looked at the ostentatious sequined suit.

After all, the hosts of today's banquet are Shan Mingxue and Ling Mujiang, and his appearance is no different from stealing the limelight.

"How could that be? I brought a spare one." He took off his suit and handed it to her, "Help me hold it."

Jiang Fu put his clothes away, then took out the caramel bear from his pocket and held it in his hand.

"This is mine."

"You're a bit like a bandit. Whatever you rob is yours." He looked helpless.

"You're mine if I want you to be."

She looked into his eyes, her face full of determination.

Putting together the things that Shan Zhe confessed was enough to show that he had no way to deal with her.

"I lost to you." He buttoned his clothes, folded the sequined suit, put it in the bag, and threw the wig and makeup remover in together.

He didn't take the bear, which meant that the caramel bear now belonged to her.

Very good, Jiang Fu stuffed the thing into his pocket with confidence and pulled his wrist.

"Let's go, Ah Zhe."

Shan Zhe followed her obediently and passed by another couple.

"Sister, they look like us." Shen Ji whispered to Shen Shuran.

Shen Shuran didn't say anything.

"Hurry up and go to the banquet hall. Don't let your sister Mingxue wait too long."

Mr. Shan asked the servant to push him to the porch.

Looking down in this direction, you can just see the grand scene of the banquet downstairs.

"Come out." He looked towards the corner.

The other party hesitated for a moment and took a step forward.

"Dad." Dan Congqing lowered his head slightly and looked at the frail old man in front of him.

He was very different from the gentle and elegant old man in my memory, and looked as if he would die at any time.

"You look completely different now than when you were a child." He looked at the woman's face in front of him.

"People always grow up." Dan Congqing stood beside him, not daring to look into his eyes.

He listened to the voices downstairs, "Xiaoxue's engagement party today, how lively..."

The party was lively with clinking glasses and toasting each other, and the smiles on the faces of the newlyweds were sincere.

"It's a pity that I didn't go to your engagement party." He held her hand. "What was it like?" he asked.

"He and I didn't have a banquet at the time. We simply got the certificate and that was it."

"That's a shame."

"But he did hold a wedding for me later. He arranged all the details himself and it was very lively," she recalled.

Sheng Yu is indeed a talent when it comes to creating surprises and romance.

It's a pity that he is too fickle.

The old man leaned against his wheelchair and thought, "It's a pity that I didn't make it."

Shan Congqing smiled carefreely, "That's not important. I've broken up with him. I left him now and started my own company. Business is pretty good."

The old man closed his eyes and thought for a while. "My illness didn't allow me to live long. Later, a specialist suddenly came to the Shan family. Was it you who invited him?"

At that time, he also suspected that his life might be over, but who knew that the expert was really capable and helped him live a few more years.

"Yes, I always feel guilty towards you." She gently held the old man's hand and pinched his fingers like she did when she was a child.

She lived a carefree life when she was young, but as she grew older, she realized how much she had neglected her family.

The old lady doesn’t have much time left, and I don’t know how much time she can spend making up for it.

"We're a family, so there's no need to say too much."

It was enough that she was willing to see him.

It seems that the older people get, the easier it is for them to see through many things.

His daughter was not humiliated and turned into a crazy person with ugly eating habits outside, and she can still live a free and easy life. This shows that his daughter is still the same person he knew.

He suddenly thought of Lin Zhifang, who suddenly fainted while painting. Afterwards, he was lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted into him for a long time, and finally stopped taking the medicine.

He also didn't know when he would become a poor person like Zhifang, struggling on a hospital bed, watching his life fade away bit by bit.

But there are always times in life when you feel that you have no regrets in dying.

Just like now, he met his daughter and saw Zhifang's last work. Many regrets were slowly filled, and he no longer cared about his future.

He slowly closed his eyes and said, "Push me to rest."

"Let's go, Dad." Dan Congqing pushed the old man to the resting place.

Ballroom.

It's time for the newlyweds to toast.

Ling Mujiang followed Shan Mingxue to the table, said some toasts, and began to pour wine for Shan Mingxue.

"Shu Ran, let's clink glasses." Shan Mingxue raised his glass.

Her eyes fell on Shen Ji who was beside Shen Shuran, and there was something ambiguous in their looks.

Although Shen Shuran smiled, she pinched Shen Ji with her hand and said, "May you have a happy marriage for a hundred years. I'll be waiting for your next wedding."

Ling Mujiang smiled and agreed to a few words, then said nothing more.

He could see that the relationship between these three people was very interesting.

Shan Mingxue demands the three obediences and four virtues from him, but he plays it very hard himself. To be so hypocritical, it's really...

No matter what, we still have to be careful of her.

He glanced at Jiang Yiran's table.

At the table, Meng Mian said nothing, just kept showing off his food.

He sent a message to Jiang Yiran.

【After you leave, remember to take the person out.】

Jiang Yiran stared at the message and glanced at the people around him.

"Sister Ran? These vinegar-braised pork ribs are delicious." Meng Mian raised his head, puzzled.

Jiang Yiran didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Oh, Mr. Ling sent me a message, asking me to follow you later." She thought for a moment and reminded, "There will be a lot of people leaving. Don't leave me this time."

Jiang Yiran was in a bad mood.

She really couldn't stand noisy girls like Meng Mian.

When she looked up, she saw Jiang Fu walking with a boy in a burgundy suit, who seemed to be in a good mood.

"Miss Jiang, we heard from Mr. Shan that you were appreciated by him because of a painting you made?"

"Yes, the Shan family will hang up the painting soon." Jiang Fu replied calmly.

For some reason, I felt even more upset.