The fake daughter was not exposed today

"Oh." Ji Xueqing was in a bad mood.

Before they even met, her favorable impression of Miss Jiang Yiran had already dropped by half.

Ji Qunqing pulled his sister and led people into the private room.

Sitting in the private room was a girl of similar age to her, but her temperament was much stronger than other girls of the same age, and she looked difficult to approach.

"Qunqing, is this your sister?" Jiang Yiran's eyes swept over Ji Xueqing's shell-colored skirt.

Perhaps due to her personality, she doesn't really like this sweet style like cream cake, which seems to confine girls to a stereotype.

Ji Xueqing also didn't like Miss Jiang with her stern face.

He is too pretentious and difficult to approach. He doesn't seem to be here to discuss business, but rather to collect debts.

Because both of her parents are in business, she has met many businessmen. Even if they dislike someone, most of them will put on a smile.

It’s not entirely because of hypocrisy. A smiling face at least represents a friendly signal, making people feel that there is still a possibility of continuing cooperation.

"Hello, Miss Jiang." She greeted politely and then handed the conversation over to her brother.

Ji Qunqing was a little dissatisfied with his sister's cold attitude, but he still tried to make amends, "Miss Jiang, my sister is a little shy, but her design talent is no less than mine..."

"Talent is not something you can just tell from your words. It still depends on the work." Jiang Yiran refuted his point of view.

The words were harsh but the logic was correct. Ji Xueqing suppressed his unhappiness and handed over his portfolio.

To be honest, Jiang Yiran didn't like this overly childish style, which was even worse than some high-quality AI, but he still said it was good.

Ji Xueqing became increasingly unhappy at the perfunctory response.

She could understand that everyone had their own preferences, but Jiang Yiran's attitude was an insult to her preferences.

She felt a little regretful that she had listened to her brother and found a familiar investor.

"You guys chat, I'll go out for a walk first." She said hello and left the private room on her own.

I went out and before I closed the door, I noticed a group of people walking towards me.

She didn't recognize the two men of different ages, but she was familiar with the girl walking in the middle.

Jiang Fu was wearing a red dress, the hem of her skirt was like cinnabar dyed in the water, she was so dazzling that it made one's heart skip a beat.

The girl looked up and saw her.

"lilac?"

She glanced at the two people in the door.

Her brother, who had repeatedly warned her not to continue contacting someone Miss Jiang Yiran disliked, was now slowly walking towards her.

Ji Qunqing was puzzled, "Why, did you meet a friend?"

"No." Ji Xueqing couldn't hear his own voice clearly, so he closed the door and left quickly.

She still took family affection into consideration, so she didn't stay long and left without paying any attention to Jiang Fu's greeting.

"Ms. Jiang, is that girl your friend?" Shan Congyi was curious.

"Classmate, maybe for some reason, you don't want to recognize me." Jiang Fu added, "It's common for girls of this age. There's no need for adults to interfere."

Seeing that she said so, Dan Congyi nodded to show his understanding.

Let children solve their own problems.

"Didn't Mingxue say she had arrived? Where is she?" He called his daughter.

Not long after, Shan Mingxue came over.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Where is Miss Jiang's painting now?" Shan Congyi started talking about business first.

This time they came to attend the art exchange meeting mainly for the painting.

Shan Mingxue said confidently, "Don't worry, I will mount the painting myself, I guarantee there will be no problem."

After saying that, she was about to leave.

Seeing his daughter in a hurry to leave, Shan Congyi teased, "Are you in such a hurry to find Xiao Ling?"

Shan Mingxue casually said hello and turned to leave.

"This kid has become so clingy right after getting engaged." Shan Congyi sighed.

When he first got engaged, he kept such a close eye on his current wife that he would get jealous if a male cat passed by. Why is his daughter like this too?

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Jiang Fu was speechless as he watched the father and daughter say goodbye.

Judging from Shan Mingxue's mood, she is not thinking about her fiancé, but probably has someone else in her mind.

This melon is quite big.

"Has she done anything bad recently?" Pu Qiubai tried to speak tactfully.

As soon as he saw Shan Mingxue, he felt a chilling feeling. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that she was deeply sinful.

It's obvious that he did something bad.

"What do you mean by saying that about my daughter?" Shan Congyi was dissatisfied.

Pu Qiubai was about to apologize when Jiang Fu grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Brother Xiaobai, did you see something?"

"Human lives." He thought again, "At least two or three."

Shan Congyi was shocked and confused. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could my daughter kill someone? If she did, I would be the first one to send her to jail!"

Pu Qiubai solemnly pulled out a certificate and said, "I'm a professional metaphysician, certified."

"Even if you are a professional shaman, my daughter..."

"I didn't say she had to kill someone directly, but indirect killing is fine." He simply said, "As long as she subjectively has the intention to harm someone and puts it into action, regardless of whether the person dies directly at her hands or not, she will be guilty."

Jiang Fu suddenly thought of someone, "Meng Mian."

She found it in a haunted sewer, a natural curl with two dimples when she smiled.

"Meng Mian? Who?" Shan Congyi asked in confusion.

"It doesn't matter who it is. What matters is that the person is already dead." Pu Qiubai looked regretful.

Police station.

Although the little girl named Jiang Fu was quite good at fighting evil and protecting the good, it also increased their workload invisibly, and the relevant archived materials have not been completed yet.

The police who were sorting out the information soon noticed the contents of one of the men's mobile phones.

"Captain, look at this chat record..."

[Picture] This girl.]

[After catching her, lock her up for a few days to teach her a lesson.]

The sender of the message is Shan Mingxue.

This name and the content of the chat sparked a discussion among the crowd.

"Do you remember the girl in the industrial area who fell into the sewer in the middle of the night? Did she look like this?"

"Ah, I seem to remember... I'll contact my colleagues at that time to find out what happened."

"Shan Mingxue is a well-known second-generation rich internet celebrity on iM. I never expected her to do such a thing. If the situation is true, she will not escape legal sanctions."

the other side.

Ling Mujiang and others were a little bored, so they just started chatting with Shan Mingxue's friends.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoji is now at the age of getting engaged. Do you have any ideas?"

For wealthy families like theirs, the lover they spend their lives with is basically predetermined. Side branches like Shen Shuran and Shen Ji might still have some hope of making their own decisions.

Shen Ji lowered his head slightly, feeling a little shy, and stammered, unable to explain himself clearly.

It was not until his sister Shen Shuran held his hand that he reluctantly said, "I'll listen to you, sister."

Hearing this answer, Ling Mujiang raised his eyebrows slightly.

He seemed to have suddenly realized something interesting.