Chapter 6 The Real and Fake Daughter of the Jiang Family
There were many people gathered at the end of the red carpet.
Old Mrs. Bo stood in the center of the crowd.
She was dressed very simply, in a Chinese-style long gown and trousers, and looked like she had just returned from practicing Tai Chi in the park.
Although her hair is gray, she is in good spirits and looks much younger than her peers. Her eyes are clear and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are not obvious.
Because I am a little fat, I wonder if there is any collagen loss on my face.
This is what it means to have a youthful face despite having white hair.
Jiang Ciyou thought to himself.
Behind her was a table filled with gifts from guests. Various gift boxes, large and small, had piled up like a mountain.
At that time, Jiang Xiaoxiao was opening a square brocade box as a gift.
"Mrs. Bo, this is a birthday gift from the Jiang family in Rongcheng. It's a set of high-end jewelry from the Queen, valued at eight million yuan."
Queen is an internationally renowned luxury jewelry brand, although this brand was launched three years ago.
However, it is loved by ladies all over the world because of its exquisite design.
The old lady glanced at the jewels in the brocade box and smiled: "Thank you, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Xiaoxiao continued to introduce the necklace, "As long as the old lady likes it, the price is secondary. As everyone knows, Queen only accepts private customization, and each piece is a unique piece. I also spent a lot of effort to buy this necklace because I think only the uniqueness of Queen is worthy of the old lady's status."
The old lady raised her hand and signaled the waiter standing next to her to accept the gift box.
Before Jiang Xiaoxiao could finish her words, the gift box was taken away by the waiter and casually placed among a pile of gifts behind him, where it was instantly buried.
"The next family to present a gift is the Zhao family in the capital." The old butler read aloud while holding the gift book.
Before entering, everyone must register their name at the door and then present gifts to the old lady in the order of arrival.
Jiang Xiaoxiao had a lot more to say, but was abruptly interrupted by the housekeeper.
He could only reluctantly retreat to Yao Shulan's side.
She didn't understand why the Jiang family prepared such generous and valuable gifts.
Why didn't it cause any waves?
Even the guests watching around did not hear any words of praise or approval from them.
But Jiang Xiaoxiao soon understood.
The wealthy families in the capital city sent gifts that were priceless.
The imperial green jade ruyi, the Xuande blue and white porcelain, the kidney bean red apple vase from the Kangxi period, and the antique calligraphy and paintings were all worth more than tens of millions. It seemed that her eight million worth of jewelry was not enough.
"The next one to present a gift is the Yan family of Rongcheng."
Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng stepped forward together.
Jiang Xiaoxiao's gaze also fell on Jiang Ciyu.
When Jiang Ciyou presented the gift, a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.
Jiang Ciyou has already opened his brocade box.
Wrapped in the red velvet are small pieces of incense, each as long as a finger.
A whole box, neatly arranged.
"Mrs. Bo, this is a birthday gift from the Yan family. I hope you like it."
Jiang Xiaoxiao knew that Jiang Ciyou had a hobby of making incense.
How can these pretentious little hobbies hold up in such a situation? She is too narcissistic.
All the gifts the old lady received were priceless.
How can such worthless things be worthy of being displayed in a formal place?
The old lady picked up the brocade box, put it to her nose and sniffed it, with a smile on her face: "Thank you, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Ciyou was slightly stunned.
How could the old lady know her last name? She had clearly registered as Mrs. Yan just now.
Just when Mrs. Bo was about to have it put away.
Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly stood up and said, "I heard that Mrs. Yan has a hobby of making incense. Could this incense be made by Mrs. Yan herself?"
Jiang Ciyou had seen her a long time ago.
Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "Yes, this is a little hobby of mine. This incense is called 'Li Wang Hua Jinchen'. It is made using roses, agarwood, and various spices according to ancient methods..."
There was a hint of pride in Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Before Jiang Ciyou finished speaking, she couldn't wait to speak.
"Mrs. Yan, you casually gave this little gadget you made as a 70th birthday gift to the old lady. Isn't that too disrespectful to her? How much does this little box of aromatherapy cost? One thousand or ten thousand?"
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng.
Jiang Xiaoxiao deliberately glanced at Yan Feng and said, "The Yan family has fallen so far into poverty that they can't even send a decent gift?"
Yan Feng's face didn't look good either.
He caught a cold from using the air conditioner last night and has been feeling dizzy since waking up this morning.
So the task of preparing gifts for the old lady was given to Jiang Ciyou.
Grandpa said last night that this meeting is of vital importance to the Yan family.
So there is no upper limit on the budget for gifts.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ciyou actually used a box of spices he made himself to fool people.
If the Bo family is offended because of the small gift, the resort project will be impossible.
Yan Feng's face was serious, and he was about to blame him.
Jiang Ciyou spoke slowly.
"I heard that the old lady came to Rongcheng to recuperate three years ago because she suffered from insomnia. My fragrance has the effect of calming the mind and helping her sleep. I hope it can alleviate her insomnia and headaches."
She also did some homework at the company in the afternoon and found out that the old lady had insomnia.
Jiang Xiaoxiao sarcastically said, "It's just a spice. Madam Yan, don't brag about it being a miracle drug. If aromatherapy can cure diseases, why do we need hospitals?"
At that moment, the red-haired woman standing next to the old lady put her nose to the edge of the brocade box and sniffed: "This is not the traditional Li Wang Jinhua Chen, it seems to have a slight medicinal fragrance."
Jiang Ciyou said calmly, "I changed the ratio of the traditional formula and added some calming herbs like calamus and nightshade, so it has a medicinal aroma."
The red-haired woman smiled and said to Mrs. Bo: "Grandma, I really like this fragrance. If you don't want it, just give it to me."
The speaker was Bo Xinyi, the old lady's granddaughter, who had come back from abroad specifically for the old lady's birthday.
"Who said I don't like it?"
The old lady looked at Jiang Ciyou, surveyed him, and smiled benevolently: "This incense, I just smelled it, and I feel refreshed. Old Zheng, put the incense in my bedroom so that no one will miss it."
Butler Lao Zheng responded quickly and carefully took the brocade box from Bo Jingyi's hand.
Turned around and left.
When Jiang Xiaoxiao saw this scene, her face froze.
The old lady didn't even glance at the eight million worth of jewelry she gave her.
The incense made by Jiang Ciyou happened to be favored by the old lady, who even kept it for herself.
Are these rich people mentally unstable?
The gift-giving process is still going on, but many of those who have given gifts have dispersed.
Jiang Xiaoxiao had just made herself bored and didn't want to stay there.
After turning around and walking a few steps, she heard people talking about her.
"That seems to be the biological daughter that the Jiang family found three years ago. I heard she grew up in the countryside."
"No wonder she has this country bumpkin vibe. She even had to specify the price of jewelry. Can't she see that the imperial green jade bracelet on the old lady's wrist is worth two hundred million? Who can't see that her necklace is just entry-level queen jewelry? I felt embarrassed for her when she just emphasized the eight million."
"You who are not from Rongcheng don't know that the one who just delivered the incense is the original daughter of the Jiang family."
"No wonder. It's really mean to deliberately make things difficult for others in such an occasion. I think that Mrs. Yan is generous and elegant, with a natural temperament. She seems to be destined to be rich and noble."
"By the way, her Li Wang incense smells really good. Even from such a distance, I can still feel the high-end fragrance. This is a top-notch luxury product. Unlike some people who only care about bargaining for the price."
Jiang Xiaoxiao's fingers turned white when she heard this.
Everyone likes Jiang Ciyou.
But everything about Jiang Ciyou, her elegance, her composure, and her noble aura from the inside out, were all taken away from her.
One day, she would tear off her beautiful and gorgeous face and let people see what she really looked like.
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