The fake daughter was not exposed today

Taking advantage of the good reputation on the Internet, Jiang Fu edited a paragraph and posted it on iM.

Thank you very much for your concern. I am safe and sound. Someone saved me when the livestream was interrupted. This person also collected the relevant evidence. All evidence has now been submitted. I hope the perpetrator will receive the justice he deserves.

At the same time, the recent online rumors have taught me a lesson: even a rumor spread a thousand times won't become true. If someone spreads slander and lies, they should prove it with concrete actions. I believe that onlookers won't be easily deceived by words, and I believe that I can give a convincing answer.

Yancheng.

Jiang Yiran looked at the words posted online with a gloomy look.

For a moment, she was a little unsure. Was Jiang Yilan, who could say such open and honest words, really the same person as the one in her memory who bullied Xixi and made her cry and then left with a smile?

"If you don't want to see your friend jump into the fire, just listen to me."

These words should have been spoken by the strong personality.

She was a little unsure whether to separate the present and past Jiang Yilan, or...

"Yiran, you are here." Xie Zhen walked over with the ticket.

"Master?"

He handed over the ticket and said, "I just grabbed tickets for the Kinks' symphony. I wanted to take that crazy woman to see it, but she wasn't here. Let's go together in a few days."

Fantasy Orchestra, she remembered that Jiang Yilan had always longed for this symphony orchestra.

"I remember Xixi's previous wish was to meet the concertmaster of the Fantasy Orchestra. You have helped her realize her wish."

The man's voice dragged her back to reality. Thinking of Xixi, she quickly shook off the distracting thoughts in her mind and took the ticket.

Xie Zhen saw her collect the ticket and comforted her with a smile, "I will help your friend. She will be fine."

"Yeah." Jiang Yiran returned to his room in silence, and his mind gradually regained its rationality.

Sympathizing with one means betraying the other, and she will never betray friendship.

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Yilan got up and started packing.

Ling Mujiang’s last surprise attack made Zixu alert. In order to avoid similar situations, she rented a house and prepared to let her live there.

If you move out, there will be less trouble.

She was folding clothes, thinking a little absentmindedly, but for some reason she still felt a little uneasy.

There was a white bow embroidered on the front of her dress, and for some reason she thought of someone.

The little girl had a face similar to hers, with a white bow in her hair. She looked like an angel, but she had a very strong personality.

"If he calls you a deaf kid, you should beat him up. A little harder, so he'll learn his lesson. Then he'll shut up, okay?"

"My mom says hitting people is not good."

"But his mother didn't seem to have taught him this." The girl gently held her face, "So you have to teach him. If you don't, he will never learn it in his life."

She stared at the face that looked exactly like her own, and vaguely thought that it was the malice growing in her heart.

"What are you thinking about?" She tapped her forehead lightly.

Suddenly she heard the familiar string music again, coming quickly, like a hurrying carriage.

Jiang Yilan subconsciously realized that the voice seemed to be Ling Mujiang.

He's here again!

She has been a little afraid of her second brother since she was a child. Compared with her eldest brother who is kind and easy to get along with, Ling Mujiang is like a bomb that may explode at any time.

This time he should be looking for her again.

At the door, the moving company's car was parked outside.

"Boss Ling, she has so many things." Meng Mian looked at the large and small bags in the room, "Can you move them all?"

Ling Mujiang didn't want to bother with his stupid subordinates.

Did he come here to help his good colleague move? He came here to find out whether the crazy woman's hidden beauty was Jiang Yilan while she was away.

Meng Mian flipped through an open cardboard box. "She really likes music. Here's a collection of records by the Kinks. The cover designer of this record is..."

"I'm not here to listen to you talk about modern art history." Ling Mujiang interrupted her, "What are the other luggage?"

Jiang Yilan loved the Kinks' records, especially those from the early years, by the original band members. The fact that this was in Zixu's luggage meant that Jiang Yilan was very likely here.

upstairs.

Jiang Yilan glanced at the two people on the first floor, shrank back to the wall, her face a little pale.

"It's really him..." She tried to suppress her voice.

What to do, she will be discovered.

Moreover, what would she do if Ling Mujiang recognized her? She didn't want to go home, especially not to see Jiang Yiran.

But hiding is not a solution. She was almost discovered last time.

Ling Mujiang seemed to sense something and looked up towards the second floor. "Is there anyone there?"

He is so scary, his intuition is even sharper than a woman's!

Jiang Yilan felt like a hamster with a cat holding its spine. She almost curled up in her arms, unable to scream.

After my mind went blank, a voice seemed to ring out, "I say, do you really want to continue hiding in the corner?"

Ling Mujiang scanned the luggage and was basically certain that Jiang Yilan was here.

He went upstairs and looked room by room, but just like last time, he found nothing.

But he was very patient and slowly walked to a room at the end of the corridor and pushed open the door.

The girl had her back to him, her long hair tied up, and her top was a little short, revealing a small part of her waist. Then, she swung the guitar at hand and smashed it over.

When they looked at each other, Jiang Yilan was still a little nervous, but given the current situation, she couldn't show any fear no matter how nervous she was.

"Didn't anyone tell you to knock when entering a girl's room?"

Ling Mujiang subconsciously took a step back and looked at the person in front of him.

The face is very similar, but the dress and personality...

"Feel sorry."

"Get out." Jiang Yilan put away the guitar.

Ling Mujiang lowered his head, like a hardworking worker, "Sorry, Miss, I will come up to let you know after the luggage is packed."

He closed the door before leaving, hunched over and bowed his head to apologize again.

Jiang Yilan stared at the closed door and breathed a sigh of relief briefly.

She was not sure that she could completely control Ling Mujiang, so she could only try to disguise herself as a bad-tempered and rebellious girl, using the contrast in personality to make him ignore the similarity in their faces.

It was her first time trying on rebellious rock-style clothes, and her waist felt cold, which she was not used to.

"We've gotten away with it for now." She wasn't excited, but rather uneasy.

Moving later would give her more opportunities to interact with him. Even if she could act cool and aloof, with Ling Mujiang's intuition and scheming, it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn't be exposed.

At this point, we can only take one step at a time.

She gripped the guitar tightly in her hands, held it in her arms, and calmed herself down so as not to appear timid.

After packing his suitcase, Ling Mujiang went upstairs and knocked on the door.