She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

The woman remained unmoved. "I've been looking for you the whole time at the art exhibition, which prevented me from properly enjoying the paintings. Hurry up and go back so Uncle Mike can play with you."

The woman was walking very close. Although Lin Qingran managed to pull her back quickly, she was still bumped into by the woman.

Lin Qingran dressed up for the occasion today, wearing a pair of sky-high heels.

I was already unsteady on my feet because of fatigue, and I almost fell over.

The assistant grew anxious. "Madam, please be careful. Even if you're in a hurry, you can't walk this fast."

The woman looked up somewhat impatiently and apologized, but the moment she saw Lin Qingran's face, she froze.

"Sister-in-law, is that you?"

Lin Qingran's heart skipped a beat. It really was a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road; the more she tried to avoid something, the more likely it was to happen.

The person in front of me is Fu Rongrong, Fu Xiuheng's cousin.

Of all the people in the Fu family, Fu Rongrong was the only one who was truly friendly to him.

Zhang Shuizhi is domineering, and Fu Xiuheng is indifferent. Although Old Master Fu specifically requested that she marry into a wealthy family, frankly speaking, it was only because Lin Yuyan, an adopted daughter, was considered unattractive and it was all for the sake of his own family's interests.

No matter how much they argued or fought, as long as they didn't make a scene in front of Old Master Fu, he would act as if he were neither deaf nor stupid and wouldn't act like a proper father-in-law.

Fu Rongrong was the only one who could get along with Lin Qingran because they were about the same age.

During the difficult time for Lin Qingran, Fu Rongrong also indignantly criticized Fu Xiuheng on her behalf.

But not long after, Fu Rongrong got married and went overseas, and the two never saw each other again.

Although Lin Qingran was somewhat excited to see an old friend, she could not reveal her identity.

She simply nodded politely and said, "Hello, ma'am, I'm Jiang Jiuge."

“Jiang Jiuge?” Fu Rongrong was stunned.

She loves Jiang Jiuge's paintings the most, and when she heard that Jiang Jiuge would be making an appearance in person this time, she couldn't wait to come.

Then the person in front of him who looked exactly like his sister-in-law told him that she was Jiang Jiuge.

"Sister-in-law, are you kidding me?" Fu Rongrong refused to believe it.

"You're my sister-in-law. We've been together for so long, how could I forget what you look like?"

Lin Qingran was somewhat moved, but this was not the time to acknowledge each other.

She simply and coldly let go of Fu Rongrong's hand and said...

"You must be from a wealthy family, right? Do you think your family members would just casually grab a stranger and claim to be their relative?"

After saying that, Lin Qingran suppressed her guilt and turned to enter the lounge.

Fu Rongrong, holding her daughter's hand, stood frozen at the doorway.

Seeing the tightly closed door, she didn't care about looking at the art exhibition anymore. She quickly took out her phone and dialed Fu Xiuheng's number.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Your wife is clearly not dead, why are you holding a funeral for her?"

Fu Rongrong has always had a fiery temper. When she learned that Lin Qingran had committed suicide, she even rushed back home.

At Lin Qingran's quiet and desolate funeral, Fu Rongrong even ignored the elders' advice and had a big argument with Fu Xiuheng.

In the end, everyone was unhappy, and Fu Rongrong and her husband went abroad and never contacted Fu Xiuheng again.

Fu Xiuheng suddenly received a call from Fu Rongrong, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard her scolding him harshly, her face showing a hint of anger.

"Fu Rongrong, don't be unreasonable. Lin Qingran is already dead."

"What kind of international joke are you talking about!" Fu Rongrong was absolutely furious with Fu Xiuheng.

“I saw her at Jiang Jiuge’s art exhibition, and she was clearly my sister-in-law!”

Art exhibition...

Jiang Jiuge...

Fu Xiuheng rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly.

“Rongrong, I’ve met Jiang Jiuge and investigated her. She really isn’t Lin Qingran.”

"You investigated her?" Fu Rongrong asked in surprise.

She then said angrily, "Brother, your wife has been with you for five whole years. You can't even recognize her when you see her, let alone investigate her! Do you have no heart at all!"

Immediately afterward, Fu Rongrong hung up the phone.

She couldn't believe the person in front of her was Jiang Jiuge; it was clearly her sister-in-law!

Even if Lin Qingran had undergone plastic surgery and changed her skin, she would still recognize her!

When Fu Xiuheng answered the phone, he casually turned on speakerphone, and Lu An heard Fu Rongrong's angry rebuke of Fu Xiuheng. He was trembling with fear, afraid that his boss, who was in a bad mood, would take his anger out on him.

"Why are you looking at me?" Fu Xiuheng did indeed raise his head, looking at Lu An with an impatient expression.

Lu An quickly shrank his neck, and after a moment, he stammered.

"President, are you really not going to investigate Miss Jiang's background anymore?"

Fu Xiuheng remained silent, staring at the gene comparison results sent by the Lin family lying on his desk.

“It’s all written clearly in black and white, what else is there to investigate?” Fu Xiuheng finally spoke.

Lu An wanted to say that even though the result was already in front of Fu Xiuheng, this kind of thing could still be faked.

But before Lu An could speak, Fu Xiuheng interrupted him.

"The Lin family went to collect samples in such a high-profile manner that only they knew Jiang Jiuge's identity. If they confirmed it, yet still sent this report to me, there can only be one conclusion."

They didn't want Fu Xiuheng to know.

Lu An fell silent.

He could tell that the Lin family had all turned into mad dogs, determined to cling tightly to Fu Xiuheng, this piece of fat meat.

So whether they're lying or pretending to be confused, they won't reveal the real results to them.

Therefore, Fu Xiuheng had also come to believe that Jiang Jiuge was Lin Qingran.

“Actually, I can sense that the president cares a lot about his wife…” Lu An said cautiously.

Fu Xiuheng merely glanced at him, and Lu An quickly shut up, turning his head to pick up a stack of documents from the table.

"I'm going to the project site."

They then hurriedly left, getting as far away from the disaster site as possible.

Fu Xiuheng leaned back in his executive chair, staring at the report laid out in front of him, and fell into a long silence.

The Lin family is difficult to deal with; one wrong step can lead to eternal regret. Whether Jiang Jiuge is Lin Qingran or not is not the issue that needs to be investigated at the moment.

Just thinking about how someone who resembles his daughter is calling someone else "Dad," and how his wife used to be arm in arm with another man, makes Fu Xiuheng feel incredibly bitter.

After thinking it over, Fu Xiuheng called Lu An back.

"Go tell Miss Jiang that after she returns to China, I will still hire her as Xingze's tutor, but I will send Xingze to Yuncheng. Once a year has passed, her tutor can be returned to her."

Lu An was stunned for a moment, but still didn't say anything and obediently accepted the order and left.

Upon receiving the notification, Lin Qingran was so angry she almost laughed. Fu Xiuheng was really quite kind.