The fake daughter was not exposed today

"Miss Yi Ran?" Meng Mian stood up from the chair instantly.

Jiang Fu didn't look at her.

With Jiang Yiran's personality, she naturally wouldn't take a small character seriously, and this was not her purpose for coming here.

She looked at the young man who was tied to a chair next to her. The young man looked at her calmly, but there was something wrong with his emotions.

Pu Qiubai stared at the girl in front of him. Perhaps because of the similarity in temperament, he quickly connected the person in front of him with the little girl in his memory.

Before he could make any further guesses, the girl had already come closer, "Is this the person my brother captured? Do you know what it's for?"

Meng Mian stood like a receptionist and replied respectfully, "I don't know what the use is."

"I don't know..." Jiang Fu turned to look at her with a threatening tone.

It’s better not to know. Not knowing will give her a reason to make up stories.

Meng Mian turned pale with fear, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Untie me." Jiang Fu crossed his arms and raised his chin.

"This, Mr. Ling said..."

She wanted to bring up Ling Mujiang, but the girl raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who has the final say today?"

Of course, the birthday boy has the final say! Meng Mian was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

She just felt that she was no longer a leisurely little lamb fishing, but a whole lamb roasted on charcoal fire and sprinkled with cumin.

She raised her hand, and the rope on Pu Qiubai instantly faded away.

"Let's go." Jiang Fu hooked his finger.

Although Pu Qiubai had doubts, he still followed obediently.

Anyway, Jiang Fu won't harm him.

Watching the two of them walk away, Meng Mian made a phone call, "Boss Ling, why did your sister take Pu Qiubai away?"

She was a little curious.

"Jiang Yiran is with me." Ling Mujiang was puzzled.

"Who's on my side then?"

They'd fallen for it! They'd guarded against that person's frontal attack, but they hadn't guarded against his outflanking move.

He quickly excused himself to say goodbye to the people around him, "Try to hold them back as much as you can. I'll be right there."

The dinner scene.

Jiang Yiran saw Ling Mujiang suddenly leave upstairs, and guessed that something might have happened. She quickly went upstairs to ask her master about the situation.

Then she saw a familiar figure.

The girl stayed quietly in an inconspicuous corner, with her long hair gathered on one side and her neck fair, like a sad white swan reflecting itself in the water. She held a violin in her hand, and it seemed that she always had endless stories to tell.

Jiang Yilan? Wasn't she imprisoned by Shengzhou? How did she escape?

The girl before her reminded her of the past, the figure she had seen countless times from across the street, through glass windows, and on balconies. She was a pure white flower untouched by dust to everyone else, but why did she always inadvertently reveal her vicious fangs when she met her?

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Yilan held the zither and bow, turned around and met a pair of angry eyes.

She was somewhat panic-stricken, and unconsciously recalled the words that had rang in her ears in the past, and all her strength to resist disappeared.

When she came to her senses, she had already retreated to the door of an unfamiliar room.

She explained defiantly, "I..."

The door in front of me suddenly closed.

"I don't want to see you. Stay here and reflect on yourself."

Jiang Yilan finally reacted when she heard the sound of the door being locked.

She was locked up again.

Putting down the violin in her hand, she turned around to search her pocket, only to find that her harmonica was missing again.

Outside the greenhouse courtyard.

Ling Mujiang quickly caught up with the place, but he slipped as if he had stepped on empty air. Then the shadow under his feet suddenly produced countless silk threads that entangled his body.

"Unfortunate news, it's getting dark." The man behind him kindly reminded.

"Tsk." He fell face down and could only determine the other person's appearance by relying on his peripheral vision.

It seems to be a man, but his facial features cannot be seen clearly against the setting sun. Only the tough facial lines can be seen.

Wen Ke felt in his pocket, pulled out his phone, and asked him to unlock it with facial recognition. "Call your assistant and tell her to stop and wait."

"Tsk." Ling Mujiang's face darkened and he could only watch the call go through.

"Mr. Ling...what's wrong?" Meng Mian asked puzzledly.

"Stay where you are and tell Lao Xie..."

The moment he opened his mouth, Wen Ke felt that his entire body movements were delayed for a second. Fortunately, he controlled the shadow the moment he felt something was wrong.

The pitch-black silk thread wrapped around him, nailing Ling Mujiang to the ground and sealing his mouth.

Wen Ke's face darkened. Even though he was on guard against this kid's "talent", he still fell into his trap.

"Sorry, it seems you won't be able to get out safely today." Ling Mujiang sneered.

"Yeah, I'm so scared." Wen Ke replied without any emotion.

He was a little worried, but Danzhe said that he would solve the rest of the problems and he would only be responsible for picking up the people and taking them away.

Hospital, ward.

Sheng Lu opened his eyes and pressed the nurse's bell.

"Miss Sheng? You..." The nurse was stunned for a moment.

"Excuse me, can you lend me your cell phone?" She held out her hand.

"Okay, okay." She unlocked the phone and handed it over.

"Have the doctor come and remove the needles and instruments for me," she arranged methodically. "Also, I need to complete the discharge procedures now, the sooner the better."

"But." The nurse was still a little nervous.

Although the medical miracle of a vegetative patient waking up is exciting, they are reluctant to explain if anything happens to the patient.

"I will take full responsibility for any problems that arise with me, and the Sheng family will not pursue the matter."

The young nurse nodded and went out.

When the call was connected, Sheng Lu looked calm, "Dad, Mom, I'm awake. Where is Sheng Zhou now?"

"Xiao Lu? You..." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little choked up, "I'm glad you're awake. We'll come pick you up right now."

Their daughter had an accident and now she finally woke up. As parents, how could they not be excited?

"Where is Shengzhou?"

"He's celebrating Miss Jiang's birthday over at Hongshan. I'll call him back now."

"No need to notify him. Ask the housekeeper to prepare the car and I'll go pick him up myself." She lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and added, "Don't worry about me. I'm fine. If you really care about me, just prepare some food and put it in the car."

"well."

Sheng Lu removed the instruments from his body, got out of bed, took two steps, and looked out the window.

Although she was unconscious, she was conscious and could hear sounds from the outside world.

"Jiang Yilan is missing, and I've taken her place. I want to find her as soon as possible. You're her friend, so maybe you can help."

She should go meet that girl.

Jiang Fu didn't expect that leaving the greenhouse would be effortless. When he walked out the door, he saw a man in waiter's clothes waiting there.

"Ms. Jiang, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Shan Zhe's friend. You can call me Uncle Wen." Wen Ke walked over with a friendly smile on his face.

Pu Qiubai stared at the man warily.

"It's okay, I trust him." Jiang Fu stuffed a white tentacle into his palm. "If anything happens, pinch this thing."

Pu Qiubai nodded and followed.

After watching the two of them go away, Jiang Fu went straight back to the villa.