Yu Zhenling didn't ask, nor did she look at Meng Fu.

Her eyes were cold, and the slap was slapped at Meng Fu with almost a hint of disgust. It was very heavy and showed no mercy at all.

Not to mention Zhao Fan, even Butler Jiang and Yu Yong did not expect it.

Zhao Fan came in with Meng Fu, and Su Di was a few steps away from Meng Fu, but his nerve reaction was fast enough. When Yu Zhenling raised her hand, he walked forward directly, grabbed Meng Fu's arm and asked her to take a few steps to the side.

While he was taking action, Yu Zhenling's hand was also blocked.

Yu Zhenling's hand suddenly stopped in front of Meng Fu.

"Mom!" Jiang Xinchen, who had been leaning against the wall and had not spoken, pursed his lower lip, did not dare to look at Meng Fu, nor did he dare to look at Jiang Xinran. He was now in the battle between heaven and man.

Jiang Xinran kept sitting aside, and Meng Fu came in and she didn't look at Meng Fu.

Seeing that it was Jiang Xinchen who blocked him, Yu Zhenling narrowed her eyes, and seemed to be unable to believe that he would do this, "Jiang Xinchen, what are you doing? Are you protecting her?"

Jiang Xinchen took back his hand, but he still didn't see anyone.

Jiang Xinran looked up at Jiang Xinchen, and she smiled mockingly.

Apart from Meng Fu, Jiang Xinran didn’t know who else could do this.

On the surface, I pretended not to care, but I didn't know how dark it was.

Seeing the Tong family breaking the engagement and seeing Mrs. Tong want to see her art exhibition, she finally couldn't pretend anymore.

"Madam Jiang," Zhao Fan didn't know Yu Zhenling, but knew something about Meng Fu. She didn't react when Yu Zhenling came. At this time, she directly blocked Meng Fu behind her, glanced at Yu Zhenling, and said lightly: "Our artist's face is over 100 million yuan. If you slap this time, you may not be able to afford the liquidated damages. If you have any questions, please communicate with me directly."

Zhao Fan has no human rights in front of Su Cheng, but she has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years and has been brilliant. She has also negotiated with major bosses on the same stage, so she is still very good at grasping the momentum.

As soon as he stood in front of Meng Fu, the aura of the book on Yu Zhenling seemed a little weak.

Yu Yong, who had not made any noise, finally moved. He asked Yu Zhenling to retreat first, then looked at Zhao Fan, and explained a few words about what Jiang Xinran painted, "Meng Fu, did you do this?"

It's obviously a question.

But it sounds like-

[Meng Fu, you did this.]

At this point, Zhao Fan finally knew what was going on. She looked up and looked at Yu Yong, which was a bit incredible: "You didn't even check it, but you suspected that you were our artists? No matter what, you should at least show evidence."

"Evidence, I have to ask her!" Hearing this, Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu, her eyes were filled with coldness and mocking: "Now are you happy? Xinran's first exhibition was ruined by you, as you wish?"

Zhao Fan knew that Meng Fu had been living in a rented house at No. 1 Middle School recently, and also knew that she might not be very good at the Jiang family.

But I never expected that Meng Fu was facing almost this situation.

Almost isolated and helpless.

Stealing paintings is not only a fatal black spot for artists, but also a hat that cannot be put off at will for ordinary people.

Zhao Fan was even a little incredible. She had been with Meng Fu for so long, so she naturally knew that these were not Meng Fu's personality.

Fortunately, she just felt something was wrong with going backstage and came in with Meng Fu.

"Su Di, please check the surveillance." Zhao Fan sneered, and she directly ordered Su Di.

After Su Di learned about the route of the whole thing, he left.

Su Di's thoughts were very clear. The timeline of the painting was the Jiang family and the lounge. There would be no accident in the Jiang family, so it was only the problem here.

Seeing that Su Di was looking for surveillance, Zhao Fan smiled, "Vice President Yu, if you think my artist stole your stuff, I suggest you call the police first."

After saying that, she left directly.

Call the police?

After hearing this, Yu Zhenling almost laughed. If she could, she would also want to call the police.

Just as I called the police, this incident was almost known. At that time, the entire circle in T City knew that the biological daughter of the Jiang family had entered the police station because of stealing.

The Jiang family and the Yu family's good reputation will be destroyed by her for the rest of their lives!

Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong didn't tell the old man, and they were even more afraid that the old man would be confused and cover up at this time.

Jiang Xinran almost laughed. She felt a little cold all over. She stood up, lowered her head, and smiled bitterly: "Mom, I will go back to my biological mother's house tomorrow."

"Xinran! What are you doing!" Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong's faces changed when they heard this.

Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but look at Jiang Xinran, "Sister, you have something to say!"

Jiang Xinran didn't say anything and walked out regardless of the slightest recklessly. Yu Zhenling directly grabbed her wrist, "Xinran, you are mother's daughter. What should you do if you go back? I won't let you go!"

When Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu were exposed, Jiang Xinran wanted to go back to her biological parents' home and gave the Jiang family to Meng Fu, but was stopped by Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen.

However, Meng Fu, without thinking about his adoptive father and mother, moved back to the Jiang family directly.

Now that Jiang Xinran mentioned this matter again, Yu Zhenling felt distressed again, gritted her teeth and said directly: "I'll ask your grandfather to take charge! If he doesn't take charge of you, I will never kneel down!"

Meng Fu, who had been watching everyone coldly, finally raised his head, "I didn't take anything from you."

"Xiao Jiang said that my sister got up at three o'clock last night. My sister said that she didn't steal it, so she didn't steal it. Maybe it was because I lost my drawing myself..." Jiang Xinran handed the phone to Yu Zhenling, with her eyelashes hanging down.

Xiao Jiang is a servant of the Jiang family.

Her conversation with Xiao Jiang on her mobile phone.

When she got up at night, she saw Meng Fu getting up at three o'clock. Normal people, who would sneak up at three o'clock?

"Now, I missed the first exhibition and couldn't be restored," Yu Yong glanced at her, turned to Meng Fu, with disgust on her face, but she still said patiently: "If you take out Xinran's paintings, we can think that nothing happened, and there is no need to investigate this matter."

This means that he has confirmed that it is Meng Fu.

"How can you treat it as..." Yu Zhenling frowned.

How could this happen if nothing happened? Yu Zhenling still wanted to tell the difference, but when she saw Yu Yong's expression, she stopped talking.

Indeed, as long as Mr. Jiang is here, the matter will be left to nothing in the end.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhenling didn't dare to look at Jiang Xinran, so she could only grit her teeth.

Meng Fu ignored her, ignored Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong, and turned to Jiang Xinchen lightly, "What do you think?"

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips and opened his mouth, "I..."

He was a little afraid to look at Meng Fu.

Yu Zhenling didn't want to listen anymore, but just looked at Meng Fu impatiently and tiredly: "I don't want me to call your adoptive mother and take out the painting."

It was at this time that Su Di, who went out to adjust the surveillance, came back: "Miss Meng, I found the surveillance."

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Another wonderful night...
Chapter completed!