Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Jiang Xinran was still kneeling on the ground.

Her thoughts were not much different from Yu Zhenling's.

It was inevitable that the old man would strike first, and Jiang Xinran spoke first. She naturally felt that Jiang Xinchen's kneeling in the ancestral hall was indispensable for Meng Fu.

Instead of letting Mr. Jiang ask her, it's better to make it clear first.

What should be done is to apologize, Yu Yong and the others have even sat down to the extreme, even taking out the lessons of the painting association, so if Meng Fu is unwilling, it can only be said that Meng Fu is a little too ignorant.

Hearing Jiang Xinran's voice, Mr. Jiang, who had been talking to Tong Eryu, slowly raised his head and looked at her: "What punishment is kneeling? What does it have to do with Fu'er?"

He frowned and asked seriously.

He didn't comfort Jiang Xinran immediately and wake her up.

This was not what Jiang Xinran expected, many thoughts flashed through her mind Jiang Xinran didn't know how to react for a while, she just raised her head in a daze, and looked at Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang stopped looking at her, and turned to Yu Zhenling: "What happened today?"

Yu Zhenling was also a little confused, but she explained it from beginning to end.

After she finished speaking, the expression on Mr. Jiang's face didn't change. He just took a deep breath, "You're still her mother, is it reasonable to bring outsiders to bully her as a girl?"

Yu Zhenling was speechless.

"Am I dead? Ah! Everyone thinks I don't exist, right?" Mr. Jiang roared angrily, his heart choked and he almost couldn't breathe.

Tong Eryu quickly supported him, and patted his chest to help him breathe.

His eyes were cold and stern, and Yu Zhenling couldn't help taking a step back.

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes and was exhausted. He stood there for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at Tong Eryu: "Please wait a moment, I'll go find Xinchen."

Tong Eryu nodded, "Go slowly, I'm not in a hurry, we can talk about it tomorrow."

With that said, he asked Jiang Quan's assistant to help the old man over.

He still feels a little guilty about the Jiang family. After retiring the engagement, he talked to Mr. Jiang about a cooperation 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 grandpa..."

Yu Zhenling also turned to Tong Eryu, her hands hanging on both sides were a little tense.

"I've been talking with the old man since nine o'clock this morning." Tong Eryu looked at the two of them, paused, and said, "He called Meng Fu at noon today, asked Meng Fu to sign, and talked In just one minute, Meng Fu probably didn't talk about anything else in the sense of obedience."

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 could also hear clearly, from the beginning to the end, it was only Mr. Jiang who babbled for a minute.

Meng Fu definitely didn't complain to him, and he didn't show anything unusual, otherwise the old man wouldn't have noticed.

Having said that, Tong Eryu looked at Jiang Xinran kneeling, then at Yu Zhenling, and said goodbye politely: "Aunt Yu, I'm leaving first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Behind him, Jiang Xinran, who was kneeling on the ground upright, couldn't hold back anymore.

Meng Fu didn't say anything?

She suffered such a great grievance and didn't really tell Mr. Jiang?

how can that be? !

The words I just said...

Jiang Xinran slumped down on the ground suddenly, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead and back.

She raised her head and looked at Yu Zhenling who was standing beside her. She really stood there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

**

In the ancestral hall, Jiang Xinchen still knelt quietly on the spot, and he didn't dare to look up when he saw Mr. Jiang coming in.

"Do you have any ideas?" The old man burned a stick of incense, spoke weakly, and looked much older.

Jiang Xinchen paused.

The old man said self-consciously: "When I came back just now, Xinran confessed to me, I was still surprised, so you guys ganged up to wrong her this morning?"

"Your mother said that there were many people at the scene. I thought, at least you would say a word for her. Do you have any?"

Mr. Jiang had never experienced that scene, but just hearing Yu Zhenling's description, he felt his fingertips tremble.

Jiang Xinchen still couldn't say a word.

His mood is also complicated, he has always respected Jiang Xinran, she has helped him a lot since childhood, and she has given a lot to the Jiang family and Yu family, Jiang Xinchen always respects his older sister.

Later when Meng Fu came back, he saw many vulnerable sides of Jiang Xinran, which made him not have a good impression of her before seeing Meng Fu.

Jiang Xinchen didn't like Meng Fu's operation of not going back to his adoptive mother's house when he returned home and wanting to enter the entertainment industry.

For a moment today, he also thought it was Meng Fu.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Xinran has Yu's family and his mother behind him, who can cry and make troubles, while Meng Fu is just like a stubborn child covered in thorns. looked at them coldly.

Seeing Jiang Xinchen lower his head.

Mr. Jiang didn't speak anymore. After offering 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's wrong?"

She hardly ever called him anyway.

Mr. Jiang explained a few words lightly.

Jiang Quan asked the secretary to go out, and after listening, he was silent for a while: "No wonder, Fu'er always asks me if I have really confirmed her paternity test."

Mr. Jiang was thinking about Meng Fu, and when he heard Jiang Quan's words, he felt something strange, but he was not in the mood to think too much at the moment.

"The Yu family pays too much attention to the inheritance of the lintel. It seems that the painting sent to the Yu family last time is of no use." Mr. Jiang looked into the distance.

Yu's family has the arrogance of a literati, and Yu Yong is the vice-chairman of the Painting Association. Not to mention Meng Fu, even looking at their Jiang family now, they feel like they smell like copper.

The Yu family has no shortage of outstanding descendants. Yu Yong has always been noble and valued painting more than his life. Jiang Xinran is talented and intelligent, and inherited his mantle. He even values ​​Jiang Xinran more than his own son.

After Jiang Quan made the phone call, he sat in the office feeling unhappy.

After thinking about it, he asked the secretary to come in, and also sent Meng Fu some pocket money.

**

Meng Fu is here.

Zhao Fan was still thinking about the General Art Association of T City, and it was a pity that Meng Fu didn't go to the Art Association, but thinking about the annoying things in the morning, Zhao Fan didn't have much to say if Meng Fu didn't go to the Art Association.

What's important right now is the international stage qualifiers and the troublesome live broadcast that Meng Fu received.

She didn't persuade Meng Fu, nor did she talk to Su Cheng, Su Di also settled the matter.

On the afternoon of the second day after arriving, Zhao Fan received a message from Su Cheng about the other three artists who were also live broadcasting.

Seeing the names of these three people, Zhao Fan was stunned.

Meng Fu was currently being trained by Tang Ze. Ever since he knew that Meng Fu was unwilling to go to Lu Haichao's place, Tang Ze would come here to explain some details to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu was drinking the water that Tang Ze's manager poured for her at this time, and turned to look at Zhao Fan.

"Meng Fu is going to "A Day of the Star"?" Tang Ze's manager saw the name of the file in Zhao Fan's hand.

Even before the live broadcast of "A Star's Day" started, it was very popular. Tang Ze's manager had also heard about it. It was considered a large-scale variety show. Meng Fu could get it all, and the manager couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"There are four people in this live broadcast, who are the other three guests?" Tang Ze was also curious.

"Those three people are two men and one woman. You know the first one, Che Shao." Zhao Fan closed the document.

Che Shao is now a phenomenon-level traffic figure. It is not surprising to get this resource. He has worked hard enough himself. He is the first member of the domestic boy group and has won the title of King of Dance.

Tang Ze nodded to his manager.

"The other one is Li Qingning." Li Qingning is a veteran entertainer and film star. Although he is forty years old and has always been gentle and elegant, his enthusiasm is always there, no less than Xiaoxianrou's enthusiasm. He is also a foreign professor hired by the School of Art of Peking University. , a professional-level figure.

Tang Ze and his manager couldn't help sighing, it must have taken a lot of effort for the program crew to invite people here.

"The last one," Zhao Fan said here, paused, "is Jun Sheng."

"Sheng Jun is also on the variety show?" Tang Ze's manager opened his mouth.

"Sheng Jun?" Meng Fu didn't know any of these people except Che Shao, so she couldn't help but look at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan glanced at her and explained: "Sheng Jun, the traffic is huge. Last year, her TV series became popular all over the country, and her nationality is on the second level. She is from the capital, and her family has a well-educated family for generations. She is an art student. She was popularly searched at an art exhibition, and was favored by a brokerage company. She is also a member of an art association, and she was once selected as an outstanding person of the year. She is not only well-known in the entertainment circle, but also in the art circle."

**

Today is also a day with a lot of words......