Meng Huaijin walked out into the sunlight, which was perfect at midday, causing him to squint slightly as he looked up.
No one can look directly at it with the naked eye when the sun is shining brightly.
Meng Huaijin took out his phone and opened Jiang Wanning's video again.
He watched it countless times.
The woman in the video was poised and elegant, with such a sweet smile that it seemed as if all the filth in the world had nowhere to hide in front of her.
As for Zhao Xuenan, Meng Huaijin felt inexplicably relieved after sending her away.
He remembered the details of that incident very clearly, but Zhao Xuenan's description was incorrect.
There were subtle differences each time, which she herself was unaware of.
Then, while describing it, she carefully observed his expression, trying to gauge whether what she was saying was correct based on his facial expressions.
That incredibly naive little girl will never grow up to be a woman like Zhao Xuenan, who is opportunistic and short-sighted.
Information about Zhao Xuenan was sent over very quickly.
Yes, Meng Huaijin never intended to investigate Zhao Xuenan's background.
He felt it was unnecessary.
But after meeting Jiang Wanning, Meng Huaijin felt as if he had missed something.
Zhao Xuenan, before, did not have the surname Zhao, but was called Jiang Xuenan.
Back when the Jiang family was wealthy, Zhao Xuenan was the glamorous eldest daughter of the Jiang family, with a chaotic private life, but on the surface she still appeared to be a pure and innocent girl.
Later, the Jiang family went bankrupt, and Zhao Xuenan became even more unruly.
Meng Huaijin's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile.
He said it himself: Zhao Xuenan is not only stupid, but also wicked!
He could easily sever ties with the Jiang couple who had raised him for over twenty years.
As for the daughter who was switched at birth with Zhao Xuenan and whose life was exchanged, it was none other than Jiang Wanning!
Meng Huaijin chuckled softly, his shoulders trembling with laughter.
Meng Huaijin, Meng Huaijin, you who hunt eagles all day long have your eyes pecked by an eagle!
Zhao Xuenan actually claimed the credit for it.
He said at the time that it would be better if Jiang Wanning's surname was Zhao.
Once upon a time, her surname was Zhao, but he did not appear before her in time.
Now, she is another man's wife!
He said that he felt a sense of déjà vu when he looked at Jiang Wanning, but he didn't feel that way at all when he looked at Zhao Xuenan.
Meng Huaijin took out his phone and dialed the bodyguard's number: "Send Zhao Xuenan to a remote place, the farther the better."
Zhao Xuenan was in disbelief when she was taken away.
"No, do you know who I am? If Huaijin can't see me, you'll be sorry."
One of the bodyguards, who had long disliked Zhao Xuenan's attitude of acting like the mistress of the house for the past two months, said calmly, "We are just following orders from the master."
Before Zhao Xuenan was put into the car, a police car stopped, and then a pair of handcuffs were put on her.
"Zhao Xuenan, you are suspected of murder. Please come with us."
After a long period of calm, news suddenly broke in Nancheng: Zhao Xuenan, the daughter of the Zhao family, was found to have committed intentional homicide. She confessed to the crime in court and was sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of her political rights for life.
Jiang Wanning was unaware of this news and hadn't paid attention to it; it was Su Zhihan, the gossip expert, who shared it with her.
"Ningning, do you know? Zhao Xuenan is in jail. She committed intentional homicide, killing Wu Honghui, the one who was after you. I was wondering why she just vanished. I thought it was your husband..."
Jiang Wanning immediately replied, "Hanhan, you can't say things like that. Ayuan is a law-abiding citizen."
Su Zhihan quickly replied, "Yes, yes, I was confused and said such a thing. I'm so sorry."
"It's nothing," Jiang Wanning said, not taking it to heart.
"Furthermore, Zhao Xuenan also said that she caused the car accident that injured you, and that she hired someone to kill you."
But Meng Huaijin's face appeared in Jiang Wanning's mind.
I suspect the real culprit is someone else entirely, Meng Huaijin!
Jiang Wanning felt very uncomfortable with the way Meng Huaijin looked at her that time.
That gaze was chilling, as if you were being stared at by a venomous snake.
Su Zhihan continued to chatter incessantly, quite indignant: "Zhao Xuenan is truly a vicious woman. She had a winning hand, but she played it terribly and then blamed it on others."
Su Zhihan chatted with Jiang Wanning for a while, then she had to end the call because she had something to do.
Jiang Wanning was just about to start painting when she received a call from her assistant, Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan said excitedly, "Big Brother, that's great! A seller has offered ten million yuan, specifically asking you to paint for them."
Ten million?
Jiang Wanning was taken aback.
She's already quite well-known on Weibo.
Fu Chenyuan's decision to open a Weibo account for her beforehand and find someone to manage it was indeed prescient.
She is now a well-known and beautiful painter on Weibo.
Jiang Wanning didn't mind the word "beauty" being added before "painter," at least she was definitely qualified to be called a beauty.
Whether it's the advantage of her appearance or something else, as long as her paintings are popular and sell well, that's good.
Her natural beauty is a rare resource, and on top of that, she's talented. Beauty plus talent, while not a winning combination, is certainly not a bad hand.
Are you sure it's not a scam?
"Of course not! They've already transferred half the deposit, saying they'll pay you the rest in person when you deliver the goods."
Their transactions also involve intermediary platforms.
Jiang Wanning checked her account and confirmed that she had indeed received a deposit of five million yuan.
Two days ago, Jiang Wanning sold a painting for three million.
Actually, when it comes to paintings, it really depends on fate and the buyer.
Some buyers are willing to pay 100,000, while others think it's worth 2 million.
No matter how many units are sold, as long as the buyer is willing, Jiang Wanning is willing.
Because when these paintings are in her hands, they are just a piece of paper. Only when they are sold and circulated do they have their due value.
Jiang Wanning thought that the three million paintings were already enough, but she didn't expect that someone would be willing to offer ten million.
She took a deep breath and asked Jiang Yan to send over the guest's contact information.
"Add her on WeChat; she gave me her WeChat ID."
Jiang Wanning saw the WeChat contact card sent by Jiang Yan, a profile picture of a beautiful woman holding a bouquet of flowers, and the gender was also female.
She requested to add the other person as a friend, and to her surprise, the other person accepted the request instantly.
Jiang Wanning proactively sent a message: 【Hello, this is Jiang Wanning. I heard you want to buy my painting. Is ten million too high a price?】
The other person was typing, and soon they typed back: "No, because I've seen your paintings, and I love every single one of them. Every painter has their own style, and your style is that every painting, whether tragic or beautiful, gives people a sense of hope. I think having your paintings in my home would make me happy."
Jiang Wanning sent a smiling emoji: 【Thank you for your likes and appreciation. Do you have any specific drawing requests? Or am I free to create my own?】
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