The fake daughter was not exposed today

Jing Yilan touched the sound of that moment.

"I've never met Jing Dongzhi, but I think he should be very similar to me."

Shan Zhe chuckled, "More than a resemblance, you're more like his biological daughter than his own sister, from your appearance to your personality, and..."

Stupid thoughts with a flood of Madonna in my head.

He immersed himself in his memories for a while, raised his eyelids and gave a fairly friendly smile.

"So you have to intensify your training like him."

Jing Yilan felt an inexplicable chill.

"Do you think you are still human?"

Why do the teachers and classmates around her like to add more responsibilities whenever they have a disagreement?

"I think my arrangements are already very human." Shanzhe handed her a stack of schedules.

Looking at the packed schedule, Jing Yilan held her head and cried bitterly.

Even the most capitalist Zhou Paopi couldn't come up with such an exploitative plan. What on earth did Danzhe eat to be so devilish?

"You have to believe in human potential," Shan Zhe said with a smile so kind it could explode. "These trainings are just as crucial as memorizing the professor's key points the night before a college exam. Just get through it."

That's easy to say.

"Can humans do that?" She was speechless.

"I can do it, with self-control." He felt that his words were a bit too pretentious, so he simply changed his words, "If you can't do it, think about the original intention of your becoming stronger, and you will be more accepting of it."

Jing Yilan looked at him, "What was your original intention?"

"It's a bit vulgar, I forgot about it long ago."

He began to rearrange his equipment and ignored her.

"Do you want to hear it? We can tell you." The golden-eyed girl suddenly appeared, hugging her knees.

Jing Yilan didn't say anything, and the girl answered on her own.

"Just like he said, it's pretty tacky. Just going against Biological Daddy."

"Really? But I feel like he's been through a lot."

"It's our fault." The girl leaned against her quietly, "Just like you were infected by us."

She raised her head and disappeared on the spot.

Jing Yilan was silent.

When they were in front of Shanzhe, there was a hint of sadness and pity in their emotions.

Jiang Yiran rarely returned to the Jiang family.

Jiang Zhongcheng's beautiful secretary was also here today, dressed in a professional suit, and accompanied by a young girl with tears in her eyes.

Her features are somewhat similar to those of the deceased Ling Xici.

"Okay, wipe your tears. You've suffered a lot on the crew." Jiang Zhongcheng handed her the tissue box and signaled the servant to bring some sweets.

Aunt Wen handed over a cup of milk tea with concern, but the girl put it aside with some resistance.

Jiang Yiran looked at the concerned expressions of the others, and a cloud of gloom filled his heart. "Dad, who is she? Should I call her aunt or sister?"

Finally, many years after losing his wife, Jiang Zhongcheng began to look for a replacement.

The girl was stunned, and then her emotions broke down even more. Her voice seemed to be stuck with tears and snot, so unclear that her pronunciation was almost inaudible.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I'd better find another place to live."

"Pretending to be pitiful?" Jiang Yiran stared at her suspiciously.

First pretend to be aggrieved and leave, and then wait for the person to coax you back. This is a common trick used by green tea girls.

"Ms. Jiang, Miss Xie is a sincere artist. She encountered some bad things, and President Jiang is worried that something might happen to her." Aunt Wen quickly reminded, "And she is..."

"Are you sexually obsessed? You only see the sexual life of others—" The girl's voice suddenly rose, she took a breath, and wiped away her tears. "He's my cousin, what can I have with him? I'm crazy!"

After saying that, she threw an ashtray directly at Jiang Yiran's face.

Perhaps after venting her emotions, she recovered a little and sat quietly on the sofa without saying a word.

"She's the granddaughter of the old lady's cousin in the Xie family, Xie Xunyu. I met her at a cocktail party a while ago. Something happened today, so I brought her back temporarily." Aunt Wen quickly explained the relationship. "Why are you so impulsive? Why didn't you even ask?"

There was a hint of blame in her tone.

Jiang Yiran also felt aggrieved, "You didn't say anything."

"Miss, you've already blocked the other person's next statement with just one sentence. How can we explain this?" The elderly butler said helplessly, "From now on, please change your personality a little and listen to other people's explanations before expressing your opinion, okay?"

This should have been taught by someone else in the Jiang family, but Jiang Yiran simply wouldn't listen. She could only reluctantly help play the role of an elder.

Jiang Yiran stood aside awkwardly, staring at Xie Xunyu who was lying quietly on the sofa, and lowered his voice.

"sorry."

Xie Xunyu was silent.

"Come and eat something, then go to sleep. President Jiang will help you with this matter." Xiaoyu coaxed him gently, "Don't ruin your health and make a fool of yourself by making fun of yourself."

She took a bite of the biscuit, frowned, and wanted to spit it out, but she chewed it twice and swallowed it.

Aunt Wen led everyone upstairs to rest.

"What happened to her?" she asked dryly.

"She was bullied by the crew. The leader took indecent photos of her and threatened her to kiss an old man. Fortunately, I was chosen." Jiang Zhongcheng brought her the milk tea she hadn't finished and drank it himself.

"Who did it?"

"Respect the little girl's wishes and wait for her to tell you herself." He lowered his head and thought for a moment. "The reason you are so angry is because you are thinking about Ah Ci?"

Jiang Yiran remained silent.

Jiang Zhongcheng just kept saying, "Come to think of it, when Ah Ci was pregnant with you, she was always suspicious. Now that I think about it, your brain must have been damaged at that time."

Being teased by him, Jiang Yiran just wanted to press his mute button.

"If you don't believe me, let me show you the information from that time, and you'll understand." He became interested and led people upstairs.

Jiang Yiran followed him upstairs quietly.

She stared at the information and felt a little familiar.

Suddenly she noticed another document wrapped in brown paper that looked newer.

"This belongs to your brother. Look at it if you want."

Jiang Yiran looked at the information.

My mind went blank.

Jiang Shixi is a twin, and the other child is Jiang Shijing whom she saw in the cemetery before, and Jiang Shijing is dead.

How did you die?

She looked at Jiang Zhongcheng, but the man didn't look at her, just flipping through the book silently.

After reading a few pages, he left.

"sleep early."

The man just gave a few brief instructions and left.

Unable to figure it out, Jiang Yiran simply left.

the other side.

Jiang Fu looked at the carefully wrapped gift box in his hand, put it away, and lay back on the bed.

She looked forward to the moment when the gift would be opened.

Danzhe lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Cheese lay beside him, rubbed his face, then turned over, revealing his snow-white belly, his green eyes full of clear words.

The cat's owner, Xiao Dan, tactfully rubbed the cat's belly twice, then responded ruthlessly, "You've gained weight recently, so eat less freeze-dried food."

As if realizing that its cuteness was useless, the cat quietly turned over and tucked in its belly.

Damn, why has the poop scooper become more and more stingy recently?