The fake daughter was not exposed today

The red horse crossed the finish line, slowly slowed down and stopped.

Jiang Fu didn't react at all. The moment he stopped, he slipped off the horse's back and fell on the soft grass.

The horse's head nuzzled her gently, and the Nightmare Lady bit her sleeve gently, trying to help her up.

"Don't push me, let me lie down for a while." Jiang Fu pushed the horse's head away, lay on the grass, and prepared to calm down.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was frightened by the cheers of the crowd and sat up straight.

"Dark Star" stepped on something, its hoof slipped, and Jiang Yiran fell down directly.

"Is it that rein?" Jiang Fu guessed based on the distance.

I didn't know who did it at the time, but anyway, harming others will eventually harm your own people.

"Sister Ran, are you okay?" Qin Manxiao got off the horse in a panic and ran over to help.

"It's okay." Jiang Yiran let her help him get up.

The protective gear provided by the stables helped her to withstand the impact of falling off the horse, but the fall was still too embarrassing for her.

She looked at the girl sitting at the end, with the black-maned red horse quietly beside her, like a loyal knight.

The girl looked at her embarrassed appearance and slowly looked away as if she was afraid that she would be embarrassed.

The sarcasm is full! She's flipping over on one side, but she's still so relaxed on the other.

Jiang Fu didn't bother to pay attention to her. She just felt a slight sense of yearning. She looked up and saw the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the villa swaying gently.

It looked like someone had been standing there.

By the windowsill, Jiang Yilan hid in the room in a panic.

Although she didn't know who that familiar-looking girl was, she managed to outrun Jiang Yiran in such a dangerous situation...

She's a very capable girl.

For some reason, she suddenly thought that if she were there, the girl would start to lift her hair to show off.

Shaking her head, she quickly got rid of the image from her mind and laughed at herself for imagining things.

"Xiaoxue, I'm back." Zixu walked in excitedly and took out a plain, knee-length skirt from his suitcase. "It should suit you very well."

"Then I'll change my clothes and wait for you at the stairs." Jiang Yilan went out with the clothes.

"Well, be careful not to let anyone see."

"Okay." Jiang Yilan nodded.

Although they were sure they were not injured, several people still dragged Jiang Yiran into the infirmary.

After the doctor examined her, he bowed his head respectfully and said, "Ms. Jiang, the instruments you need are ready."

"What is it?" Sheng Zhou was puzzled.

"Genetic identification." Jiang Yiran said concisely.

Since they have already become suspicious of Jiang Yilan, there is no need to hide it. Just do a DNA test to confirm the answer.

"But she wasn't injured while riding a horse just now. We need other methods to confirm our guess." Jiang Yiran lowered his eyes.

Originally, she planned to determine Jiang Yilan's authenticity based on her horsemanship proficiency, but the fake one was so smart that she saw through her plan immediately and hung herself on the horse pretending to be useless.

"It doesn't matter, you can always find an opportunity." Sheng Zhou comforted.

After leaving the infirmary, he was about to go smoke a cigarette. Just as he took out the cigarette box, he saw someone standing quietly at the bottom of the stairs.

"Jiang Yilan..." He stuffed the cigarette box back into his pocket a little irritably.

Jiang Yilan heard footsteps behind her and turned around with a smile, "Zi-Shengzhou?"

Before she could react, she was grabbed and dragged upstairs.

"What are you doing? Let me go, it hurts—"

Sheng Zhou grabbed her hair and dragged her to the small room at the end of the second floor. Then he pushed her into the door, closed it, and locked it.

The room doors in the villa are all equipped with custom password locks. They will automatically lock after swiping a special key card. Unless the card is swiped again to unlock, they cannot be opened from the inside or outside.

Sheng Zhou looked at the strand of black hair in his hand and turned away.

He had been to this villa before and was familiar with the layout. This room on the second floor wasn't usually frequented by anyone, and as for the servants, they were paid tips by the Ling family, so who would go against Qian Tu for a little adopted daughter?

Of course, the most important thing is that he, Sister Ran, Sister Xiaoxiao and the others hate seeing Jiang Yilan's face. If they still stare at this face at today's birthday party, no matter how sweet the cake is, it will be too greasy and disgusting.

He turned back to the infirmary.

"Sister Ran, I got the hair of that dead White Lotus." He handed over the few strands of hair in his hand.

"Go get it checked quickly." She glanced at the expert standing next to her.

"Are you sure it's her hair?" the expert asked doubtfully.

Many guests came today, especially female guests, and they were afraid that taking the wrong thing would affect the result.

Seeing him hesitate, the girl glared at him and said, "Stop doubting my friend."

"Sorry, I'll do it right away." The expert bowed timidly, carefully took the strands of hair and stepped back.

He was "invited" here by the millions of research funds and the person behind this lady. If he accidentally angered someone, he was afraid that he would be buried here.

On the other side, Jiang Fu took a shower, changed his clothes, opened the door of the cloakroom, and saw someone standing in the living room on the first floor.

If it weren't for the long hair on his head being in the wrong place and his lack of elegant temperament when he smiled, she would have been afraid that she would have recognized the wrong person.

The man looked very much like her deceased "master", Xie Yingzhi.

Although it was not him in person, out of caution, Jiang Fu still went back to the cloakroom, found sunglasses and a coat, put them on, and then followed.

Xie Zhen went upstairs, entered a room, and then locked the door.

Jiang Fu, who was following behind him, wanted to go up and eavesdrop, but was suddenly stopped.

"Who are you? I remember I didn't invite you." Jiang Yiran crossed his arms and stared at the woman in front of him warily.

Jiang Fu almost bit his teeth to pieces.

Did she mess with Jiang Yiran's lair today? Why was Jiang Yiran everywhere?

"I am..." Jiang Fu quickly found an excuse, "Mr. Ling Mujiang invited me here."

As she spoke, she pulled the badge out of her pocket and tossed it over.

Jiang Yiran stared at the woman's back, as if he wanted to stare a hole into her.

"My name is Pu Qiuyue. If you don't believe me, you can go ask Mr. Ling." Jiang Fu took a deep breath and put on a cold and aloof look.

"Really?" Jiang Yiran looked her up and down.

She always felt that the person in front of her looked a bit like Jiang Yilan, but without her fragility.

On the stairs, Jiang Fu felt a bit of doubt.

It seemed that the woman was intimidated by her.

"Give me back my badge." Jiang Fu walked down bravely. "Also, don't look at me like a criminal. I don't like it."

The distance between the two was very close, so close that Jiang Fu was very suspicious. If she hadn't chosen a pair of dark sunglasses to cover her most recognizable eyebrows and eyes, Jiang Yiran would probably go crazy the moment the two looked at each other.

Jiang Yiran took a deep breath and put on a kind smile. "Today is my birthday. I wonder if Sister Pu has prepared a gift?"

Jiang Fu found it a bit difficult to answer this question.