Jiang Xinran was still kneeling on the ground.
Her thoughts were not much different from Yu Zhenling's.
Lest the old man take the initiative, Jiang Xinran spoke first, she naturally felt that Jiang Xinchen's kneeling in the ancestral hall was inevitable because of Meng Fu.
Instead of letting Mr. Jiang ask her, it would be better for her to explain it clearly first.
Yu Yong and the others have even gone to great lengths to apologize and even used the Painting Association's classes as an excuse. If Meng Fu is unwilling to do so, it can only be said that Meng Fu is a little too ungrateful.
Hearing Jiang Xinran's voice, Mr. Jiang, who had been talking to Tong Eryu, slowly raised his head and looked at her: "What kind of punishment is kneeling? What does it have to do with Fu'er?"
He frowned and asked seriously.
He didn't comfort Jiang Xinran or ask her to get up immediately.
This was not what Jiang Xinran had expected. Many thoughts flashed through his mind and he didn't know how to react for a moment. He just looked up blankly and looked at Old Man Jiang.
Mr. Jiang stopped looking at her and turned to Yu Zhenling: "What happened today?"
...
...
Yu Zhenling was also a little confused, but she still explained it from beginning to end.
After she finished speaking, there was no change on Mr. Jiang's face. He just took a deep breath and said, "You are still her mother. Is it reasonable for you to bring outsiders to bully a girl like her?"
Yu Zhenling was speechless.
"Am I dead? Ah! You all think I don't exist, right?" Old Master Jiang roared, his heart choked and he almost couldn't breathe.
Tong Eryu quickly supported him and patted his chest to help him calm down.
His eyes were so cold that Yu Zhenling couldn't help but take a step back.
Old Master Jiang closed his eyes, feeling exhausted. He stood there for several seconds, then tilted his head and looked at Tong Eryu: "Please wait a moment, I'll go find Xinchen."
Tong Eryu nodded, "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry, we can talk about it tomorrow."
As he said that, he asked Jiang Quan's assistant to help the old man over.
He still felt a little guilty towards the Jiang family. After breaking off the engagement, he went to talk to Mr. Jiang about a cooperation matter today.
After Mr. Jiang left, Jiang Xinran, who was kneeling on the ground, felt that something was wrong. She looked at Tong Eryu suddenly: "Brother Tong, my grandfather..."
Yu Zhenling also turned to Tong Eryu, and her hands hanging on both sides became a little tense.
"I have been talking to the old man since nine this morning," Tong Eryu looked at the two of them, paused, and then spoke again, "He called Meng Fu at noon today and asked for her autograph. The call lasted only a minute, and from what he said, Meng Fu probably didn't mention anything else."
Because it was not a private matter, during the meal a manager mentioned that his daughter was a fan of Meng Fu, and the old man excitedly called Meng Fu on the spot to ask for an autograph, so he did not avoid Tong Eryu and the manager.
Tong Eryu also heard it clearly. From beginning to end, it was only Mr. Jiang who talked for a minute.
Meng Fu definitely did not complain to him, nor did she behave in any way unusually, otherwise the old man would have noticed.
At this point, Tong Eryu looked at Jiang Xinran who was kneeling, then looked at Yu Zhenling, and said goodbye politely: "Aunt Yu, I'm leaving first."
After he said that, he turned and left.
Behind him, Jiang Xinran, who was kneeling straight on the ground, could no longer hold his composure.
Meng Fu didn’t say?
She suffered such a great injustice but she really didn't tell Mr. Jiang?
How is this possible? !
What I just said...
Jiang Xinran suddenly collapsed to the ground, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and back.
She raised her head and looked at Yu Zhenling who was standing next to her. She was indeed standing there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
**
In the ancestral hall, Jiang Xinchen was still kneeling quietly. He didn't dare to look up when he saw Old Man Jiang coming in.
"Do you have any ideas?" The old man lit a stick of incense and spoke weakly, looking much older.
Jiang Xinchen paused.
The old man spoke to himself: "When I came back just now, Xinran admitted her fault to me. I was surprised. It turns out that you guys teamed up to wrongly accuse her this morning?"
"Your mother said there were quite a few people at the scene. I thought you would at least say something to help her. Did you?"
Mr. Jiang had never experienced that scene, but he felt his fingertips trembling just by listening to Yu Zhenling's description.
Jiang Xinchen still couldn't utter a word.
He also had complicated feelings. He had always respected Jiang Xinran. She had helped him a lot since he was a child, and had made a lot for the Jiang and Yu families. Jiang Xinchen always respected his sister.
Later, Meng Fu came back and he saw many vulnerable sides of Jiang Xinran, which made him have no good impression of her before he even met Meng Fu.
Jiang Xinchen didn't like the fact that Meng Fu didn't go back to her adoptive mother's house after returning home and wanted to enter the entertainment industry.
For a moment today, he also felt that it was Meng Fu.
Now that she thinks about it, Jiang Xinran has the Yu family and his mother behind him, who will cry and make a fuss. Meng Fu is just like a stubborn child covered with thorns. Even if she encounters such a thing, she will not go to cry to her grandfather, but will just look at them coldly.
I saw Jiang Xinchen lower his head even lower.
Mr. Jiang didn't say anything. After burning incense, he left the ancestral hall directly.
After going out, he called Jiang Quan.
Jiang Quan was still in the company: "Fu'er didn't call me today, what happened?"
She hardly ever calls him anyway.
Mr. Jiang explained a few words indifferently.
Jiang Quan asked the secretary to leave. After listening, he was silent for a while: "No wonder Fu'er always asks me if I have really confirmed her paternity test."
Old Master Jiang was thinking about Meng Fu. When he heard Jiang Quan's words, he felt that something was strange, but he was not in the mood to think about it at the moment.
"The Yu family places too much emphasis on family inheritance. It seems that the painting sent to the Yu family last time is of no use." Old Master Jiang looked into the distance.
The Yu family members all have the arrogance of literati, and Yu Yong is also the vice president of the Painting Association. Not to mention Meng Fu, even looking at their Jiang family now, one can feel the smell of money.
The Yu family also has no shortage of outstanding descendants. Yu Yong has always been aloof and regards painting as more important than his life. Jiang Xinran is very talented and inherited his mantle. He values Jiang Xinran even more than his own son.
After Jiang Quan finished the call, he sat in the office, feeling unhappy.
He thought about it, asked his secretary to come in, and also gave Meng Fu some pocket money.
**
This is Meng Fu.
Zhao Fan was still thinking about the affairs of the T City Painting Association. It was a pity that Meng Fu was not going to the Painting Association, but thinking about the irritating things that happened in the morning, Zhao Fan didn't say anything more about Meng Fu not going to the Painting Association.
What’s important right now is the international qualifiers and the headache-inducing live broadcast that Meng Fu has accepted.
She failed to persuade Meng Fu, nor could she convince Su Cheng, and Su Di also made up his mind about the matter.
On the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Fan received news from Su Cheng about the other three artists who were also participating in the live broadcast.
When Zhao Fan saw the names of these three people, he was completely stunned.
Meng Fu is receiving training from Tang Ze. Since he knew that Meng Fu was unwilling to go to Lu Haichao, Tang Ze would come here to explain some details to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu was drinking the water poured for her by Agent Tang Ze at this time, and turned her head to look at Zhao Fan.
"Meng Fu is going to "A Day in the Life of a Star"? " Tang Ze's agent saw the file name in Zhao Fan's hand.
"A Day in the Life of a Star" has not even started live yet, but it has already become very popular. Tang Ze's agent has also heard about it. This is considered a large-scale variety show, and Meng Fu has even been able to get it. The agent couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"There are four people in this live broadcast program. Who are the other three guests?" Tang Ze was also curious.
"Those three people are two men and one woman. You all know the first one, Che Shao." Zhao Fan closed the document.
Che Shao is now a phenomenal traffic figure, so it is not surprising that he got this resource. He is hardworking enough. He is the first member of a domestic boy band and has won the title of Dance King.
Tang Ze nodded to his agent.
"The other one is Li Qingning." Li Qingning is a veteran artist and movie star. Although he is already forty years old and has always been gentle and elegant, his popularity has always been there, no less than that of young handsome guys. He is also a foreign professor hired by the School of Art of Peking University, a professional figure.
Tang Ze and his agent couldn't help but sigh that the program crew must have put a lot of effort in inviting such people.
"The last one," Zhao Fan said, pausing for a moment, "is Sheng Jun."
"Sheng Jun is also on a variety show?" Tang Ze's agent opened his mouth.
"Mr. Sheng?" Meng Fu didn't recognize any of these people except Che Shao, so she couldn't help but look at Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan looked at her and explained, "Sheng Jun is a popular actress. Her TV series became a hit all over the country last year, and her popularity is at the second level. She is from Beijing, and her family has been a scholarly family for generations. She studied art, and became a hot topic at an art exhibition. She was spotted by an agency. She is also a member of a painting association and was once selected as an annual outstanding figure. She is very well-known not only in the entertainment industry, but also in the art industry."
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