Chapter 63 Is this also an act?
"Please wait a moment."
Jiang Tingwan suddenly spoke.
The woman paused, turned around slowly, with a look of confusion in her eyes.
"Can you tell me your name?"
Jiang Tingwan still had a decent smile on her lips, but her fingertips were curled up unconsciously.
"I can contact you if I have any questions later."
"Talia." The woman answered softly, with a hint of an exotic accent.
Jiang Tingwan paused: "Chinese?"
The woman nodded, perhaps because her way of handling the matter was very satisfying, she curled her lips.
"Thanks."
Jiang Tingwan still maintained her perfect smile and watched her leave.
She frowned until the figure completely disappeared from her sight.
"etc."
She raised her hand to stop the waiter who came to clear the table.
"Don't take this cup yet."
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The Maybach stopped steadily in front of the Jiang family’s gate.
When Jiang Tingwan got out of the car, her fingertips left a few faint marks on the door.
She had been able to remain calm about Ruan Yue's matter in the morning, but now even her breathing became rapid unconsciously.
Same birthmark. Chinese. Disappeared Su Qingzhou.
She crossed the courtyard mechanically without even noticing the people coming towards her.
"What's wrong?"
The cold male voice brought her back to her senses.
Jiang Shixu stood in front of her without her knowing when, looking at her with a slightly frown.
Jiang Tingwan opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.
Things are not confirmed yet, and speaking out now will only cause more trouble.
If it was just a coincidence, it would be unfair to Ruan Yue and it would seem like she was the one instigating the conflict.
"fine."
She shook her head, her voice a little dry.
The study was empty and the housekeeper told her that Ruan Yue had gone upstairs to rest.
"Where's the mother?"
"My lady is in the tearoom."
Jiang Tingwan clenched the bag strap in her hand, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Do you know how Ruan Yue was taken away that year?"
The housekeeper looked bewildered: "When something happened, all the servants were fired. I came later, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Tingwan's face was heavy.
The tearoom door was half open.
Jiang's mother was sitting by the window, holding an ancient book in her hands.
Hearing the footsteps, she didn't even raise her head and said coldly: "Anything else?"
"Mother," Jiang Tingwan asked directly, "how did Ruan Yue get lost back then?"
Jiang's mother paused while flipping through the book and looked up at her: "Why are you asking this?"
Jiang Tingwan then realized her abruptness and quickly found an excuse: "It's just... I suddenly remembered..."
She turned around and was about to leave when she heard Jiang's mother's indifferent voice behind her.
"Now that people are back, why bother looking into the past?"
"Just a momentary curiosity." Jiang Tingwan smiled back and closed the door gently when she left.
In the shadows of the corridor.
Jiang Tingwan leaned against the wall and slowly exhaled.
She fished out her cell phone, sent an urgent message to the DNA testing agency, and then rested her forehead against the cool wall.
In the tea room, Jiang's mother pressed the call button.
"Check where Ting Wan went today and who she met."
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Jiang Tingwan sat in the pavilion, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the railing.
The sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, casting mottled shadows on her face, just like her chaotic thoughts at the moment.
She remembered that not long ago, in this pavilion, she had held Ruan Yue's hand and gently comforted her not to be nervous.
If Ruan Yue is fake...
So those warmth and tenderness of these days, those dependent eyes, those sweet "sisters", were all an elaborate scam?
How is the DNA test passed?
Birthmarks may not be difficult, but identical birthmarks...
Unless Talia and Ruan Yue know each other, or someone knows them both.
If so, DNA might explain it.
——Does Jiang’s mother know about this?
She suddenly thought of the riots in the United States. Was it related to Su Qingzhou?
Is it related to Ruan Yue?
Ruan Yue was present during both drug administrations...
"elder sister?"
A soft hand gently rested on her shoulder, and Jiang Tingwan suddenly came back to her senses.
Ruan Yue stood behind her, tilted her head and looked at her with concern in her eyes: "Why are you sitting here alone?"
Jiang Tingwan looked at her and suddenly felt that this familiar face seemed a little strange.
"Let's have dinner together tonight."
She heard herself say, her voice unnaturally calm.
Ruan Yue's eyes curved into crescents: "Okay!"
She took a step closer, lowered her voice, and said with some joy, "Mother agreed to my relationship with Si Yan today."
In the past, Jiang Tingwan would be happy for her.
But now, she just wanted to know - was this also part of the design?
She curled her lips into a smile, then stood up and took Ruan Yue towards the door.
When I was almost at the door, a figure rushed over in a hurry.
It’s my aunt.
Her face turned pale, and she pointed at Jiang Tingwan and cursed: "You adopted daughter, you are so bold!"
She raised her hand and was about to slap him!
Jiang Tingwan was worried and couldn't react quickly.
In a flash.
Ruan Yue rushed over and used her back to block the slap for her.
"Snap!"
There was a muffled sound, and Ruan Yue groaned in pain, but she still held Jiang Tingwan tightly.
Jiang Tingwan was stunned.
——Is this also an act?
Auntie was still angrily scolding: "How dare you let your people beat Zihuai like that?"
Jiang Tingwan gently pushed Ruan Yue away, almost unable to suppress the irritation in her heart.
"Aunt, you asked me to help him. He is out of the police station now, right?"
"You also said that it is a critical period for my uncle to hold an election. Do you want me to use my connections to rescue a playboy who is good at fighting?"
"As an adopted daughter, what qualifications do you have to teach my son a lesson?!" screamed my aunt.
Jiang Tingwan was too lazy to argue any further and turned to leave.
"If she is not qualified, who is?"
A cold voice came from behind.
Jiang Shixu stood in the corridor without knowing when, his brows and eyes were as cold as ice.
He walked closer slowly, his eyes fixed on his aunt, his voice unhurried.
"If Auntie is still not satisfied, I don't mind having Jiang Zihuai's name disappear from the family tree."
Sure enough, her face turned pale instantly.
Jiang Tingwan stood there, looking at Jiang Shixu's stern profile.
She just whispered "thank you" and left with Ruan Yue.
She didn't want to dwell on it any longer. The most important thing now was to verify her guess.
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