The fake daughter was not exposed today

When Zixu returned to the apartment, Jiang Yilan had already cleaned the house and made it look brand new.

"Sister Zixu, you're back?" She brought the dishes to the table.

Zixu took the chopsticks and went to the table directly, picking up a piece of roasted pork ribs first, "These are all my favorites."

"I'm not very good at cooking. It was my neighbor's older brother who taught me." Jiang Yilan explained.

Neighbor? Zixu was slightly taken aback, and suddenly felt as if his cabbages had been taken away by pigs.

"Sister Zixu, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just feel annoyed when I think about having another boss who acts like a daddy in the future." Zixu made up an excuse casually.

With Ling Tianhe back, the Ling family will be bustling with activity these days.

At the Ling family's old house, Grandpa Ling set up a family dinner to welcome his younger brother.

The old man, the head of the family, sat in the middle, Ling Tianhe sat beside him, Jiang Yiran sat on the other side of the old man, and below him sat the two branches of the Ling family and their families.

Ling Mujiang sat quietly beside his mother, being obedient and not wanting to stand out.

Even if he tried to reduce his presence, he couldn't resist Ling Tianhe's sudden question, "Mujiang, I remember you were in charge of that crew, why did you suddenly give it to Yiran?"

"Since my sister wants to be a producer, of course we should support her," Ling Mujiang replied calmly. "I happened to have a good script, so I gave it to her."

Ling Tianhe laughed, "So, I thought you felt there was something wrong with the script and wanted to find someone to take over."

As soon as he said this, before Ling Mujiang could react, the woman beside him immediately became nervous.

"What are you talking about, Uncle? Mujiang has always been a well-behaved child. He would never do something like this to harm his own family." Her face was a little pale. "Besides, Mujiang and Yiran are close relatives by blood..."

She wanted to continue to show her loyalty, but someone grabbed her from behind. Ling Mujiang whispered two words through his teeth, "Shut up."

The woman shut her mouth awkwardly and looked at her son.

"Second uncle is also concerned about my sister. I also believe that there will be no problems with the scripts selected by Brother Yuheng's company." Ling Mujiang forced a smile.

After he said this, Ling Tianhe stopped arguing and cheerfully changed the subject, "I heard that Yu Heng went to help his sister's crew?"

"Yes." Ling Yuheng nodded.

"After all, this is my sister's first career. As her brother, I have to contribute and get things done." Grandpa Ling said, glancing at Ling Mujiang.

Ling Mujiang took a sip of grape juice and understood exactly what the old man meant.

During the last time Jiang Yilan was on the black hot search, the Ling family wanted to take advantage of the situation to swallow up the Jiang family's assets in other places. Unexpectedly, the Jiang family's husband and wife were not pushovers. Within a few hours of the hot search being posted, Jiang Bocheng came to the branch company for inspection.

The Ling family didn't get any advantage at all, and Old Man Ling was so angry that he started to cause trouble for him.

After all, looking back at it, if he had held Jiang Yilan as a card at that time, he would have been able to somewhat hinder the Jiang family's actions.

"Grandpa is right. I will study hard in school." Ling Mujiang answered obediently.

He lowered his head calmly, avoiding the fearful gazes of Ling Zhichen and Ling Yuheng, with gloom surging in his eyes.

After meal.

"You scared me to death just now. What were you thinking about?" Zhuo Yuan looked grim.

"Old people like to tease children. You are too sensitive." Ling Mujiang teased.

She looked helpless, "I'm just worried that something might happen to you. You know how the Second Master treats me. Without someone to back me up, how can we, mother and son, live in peace?"

"If you want a backer, just show some courage and give birth to a child with the blood of the Ling family. It would be best if she is the granddaughter that the old man has been looking forward to." He looked at the woman's lower abdomen.

The Ling family is famous for favoring daughters over sons. As long as Zhuo Yuan can give the Ling family a granddaughter, she will naturally be honored as a mother for the rest of her life.

Hearing this, the woman felt very aggrieved. "You know he's been away all year round..."

"That's your own problem." Ling Mujiang gave her a kind smile. "If you can't do it, just stay in your place and don't give birth to another bastard."

Zhuo Yuan looked at him with an ugly expression as he walked away quickly.

At the entrance of the police station near Hegang Middle School.

After finishing the interrogation, Ke Zheng squatted on the street, eating a box lunch while answering the phone.

"Look at you, why are you stalking female students for no reason? Now, your father has been ridiculed by the police station over the phone."

He was helpless, "Dad, I'm just doing detective work."

"Then I hope you'll do a background check next time you take a job. Thankfully, this was just a verbal warning. If you get into trouble, your father's job will be in jeopardy as well," the voice on the phone urged. "Read more when you have free time, and get the civil service exam soon. Don't just sit around all day."

"I know, I know." Ke Zheng hung up the phone directly.

Halfway through his meal, he covered the plastic lunch box and threw it into the trash can.

It’s too oily and not as delicious as the one sold by the auntie at the school gate.

He walked into the crowd with a sports bag slung over his shoulder, thinking about how to carry out his observation plan more reasonably.

The junior high school girl who was waiting by the bus stop answered the phone. She seemed annoyed by the elder on the other side and frowned.

"Let me go back? Are you worried about me? Don't worry, your dear daughter probably hasn't inherited your romantic habits. She won't bring back a 1.8-meter-tall, muscular handsome guy with eight-pack abs to cause you trouble during the New Year... Besides, I have my second uncle and younger uncle in Yancheng. If things don't work out, don't we still have..."

When the car arrived at the location, she got in directly and hung up the phone to give herself some peace and quiet.

She didn't care whether the person on the other end of the phone was jumping up and down or cursing.

8pm, hospital.

Several brothers and sisters of the Shen family gathered together and looked towards the operating room with some concern.

"The old lady's condition is not optimistic. If it continues like this, I'm afraid we'll have to prepare for her funeral."

"It's all because of that little girl from the Jiang family who used those words to insult women."

Liang Wei was getting a little irritated listening to this and looked at the assistant beside him, "Is Qingyue not here yet?"

Shen Qingyue, the eldest daughter of this generation of the Shen family, has little interest in business. She chose medicine in college and is now studying under the medical master Zhuang Shichang.

"The plane may be delayed, we have sent a car to pick you up." The assistant replied.

Now we can only hope that Shen Qingyue can ask Dr. Zhuang to come and save the old lady’s life.

Liang Wei unconsciously clasped his hands together, praying in his heart that the old lady would be blessed with good fortune and be able to hold on until Doctor Zhuang arrived.

The heat of the summer night had already arrived. People in the corridor were anxiously waiting for the results, with expressions of irritation and pleading on their faces. Finally, a small group of people came from the end of the corridor.

The leader had gray hair and wore reading glasses. He was looking at medical records while instructing the students.

The moment they saw the newcomer, everyone in the Shen family automatically made way for the old man. At this moment, there was only one sentence in their minds.

The old lady is saved.