Jiang Xinran was still kneeling on the ground.

Her thoughts are not much different from those of Yu Zhenling.

The old man took the initiative, and Jiang Xinran spoke first. She naturally felt that Meng Fu was indispensable to kneeling in the ancestral hall.

Instead of asking Mr. Jiang to ask her, it is better to explain it clearly first.

What should apologize and do, Yu Yong and the others have even taken the ultimate, and even took out the lessons from the Painting Association. If Meng Fu is unwilling, it can only be said that Meng Fu is a bit too ungrateful.

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

He frowned and asked seriously.

He didn't appease Jiang Xinran at the first time and asked her to get up.

This was not as expected by Jiang Xinran. Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Jiang Xinran didn't know how to react for a moment, so he just looked up blankly 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 still explained it from beginning to end.

After she finished speaking, the expression on Mr. Jiang’s face could not be changed. He just took a deep breath, "You are still her mother, are you bullying her a girl with outsiders? Is it a good thing?"

Yu Zhenling couldn't speak.

"Am I dead? Ah! Everyone thinks I don't exist, right?" Old Master Jiang roared and said, his heart suddenly became even more secure, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Tong Eryu quickly supported him and patted his chest to help him calm down.

His eyes were cold and Yu Zhenling couldn't help but take a step back.

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

Tong Eryu nodded, "You go slowly, I'm not in a hurry to do this, I can talk about it tomorrow."

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

He was still a little guilty about the Jiang family. After breaking the engagement, he talked to Mr. Jiang today about a cooperation matter.

After Mr. Jiang left, Jiang Xinran, who was kneeling on the ground, felt something was wrong. She suddenly looked at Tong Eryu: "Brother Tong, my grandfather..."

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

"I have been talking to the old man since nine o'clock this morning," Tong Eryu looked at the two of them, paused, and still spoke: "He called Meng Fu at noon today and asked Meng Fu for an autograph. The call lasted only a minute. The obedient meaning of Meng Fu should not have said anything else."

Because it was not a private matter, a manager said that his daughter was a fan of Meng Fu during dinner, and the old man excitedly called Meng Fu for autographs on the spot, so he did not avoid Tong Eryu and the manager.

Tong Eryu could hear it clearly, and from beginning to end, Mr. Jiang finished talking for a minute alone.

Meng Fu definitely did not complain to him, nor did he show any abnormality, otherwise the old man would not have noticed it.

Speaking of this, Tong Eryu looked at Jiang Xinran and looked at Yu Zhenling again, saying goodbye politely: "Aunt Yu, I'll leave first."

After he said that, he turned around and left.

Behind him, Jiang Xinran, who was kneeling straight on the ground, couldn't hold back any longer.

Meng Fu didn't say it?

After suffering such a great grievance, she really didn't tell Mr. Jiang?

How is this possible?!

Then what I just said...

Jiang Xinran suddenly collapsed on the ground again, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead and behind her back.

She looked up and looked at Yu Zhenling standing beside her. The other party was indeed standing there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

**

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

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

Jiang Xinchen paused.

The old man spoke with his own eyes: "When I came back just now, Xinran admitted his mistake with me. I still felt strange. It turns out that you united to wrongly accuse her this morning?"

"Your mother said there were many people on the scene. I thought, at least you would say something to her. Do you have it?"

Mr. Jiang had never experienced that scene. He only heard Yu Zhenling's description and felt his fingertips tremble.

Jiang Xinchen still couldn't say a word.

He was in a complicated mood. He always respected Jiang Xinran. She helped him a lot since she was a child, and even gave a lot to the Yu family of Jiang. Jiang Xinchen always respected his sister.

Later, Meng Fu came back, and he saw Jiang Xinran's fragile side, which made him have no good feelings for Meng Fu before he could see her.

When Meng Fu returned home, he did not go back to his foster mother's house and wanted to enter the entertainment industry, Jiang Xinchen couldn't like it.

There was a moment today, and he also felt that it was Meng Fu.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Xinran has his mother behind the Yu family, and she will cry and make trouble. Meng Fu is just like a stubborn child covered in thorns. Even if she encounters such a thing, she will not cry to her grandfather, but will only look at them coldly.

Seeing Jiang Xinchen's head lowered.

Mr. Jiang stopped talking. After raising the incense, he left the ancestral hall directly.

After going out, he called Jiang Quan.

Jiang Quan is still in the company: "Fu'er didn't call me today, what's wrong?"

She almost never calls him anyway.

Mr. Jiang explained a few words lightly.

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

Mr. Jiang was thinking about Meng Fu's affairs. When he heard Jiang Quan's words, he vaguely felt something strange, but he was not in the mood to think too much at this time.

"The Yu family pays too much attention to the inheritance of the lintel. It seems that the paintings sent to the Yu family last time were useless." Mr. Jiang looked into the distance.

The Yu family has a sense of a literati arrogance, and Yu Yong is also a vice-chairman of the Painting Association. Not to mention Meng Fu, even if you look at their Jiang family, you feel that there is a smell of money.

The Yu family is not short of excellent descendants. Yu Yong has always been noble and regards painting as more important than life. Jiang Xinran is naturally talented and inherits his mantle. He even values ​​Jiang Xinran more than his son.

After Jiang Quan called and sat in the office, he felt uncomfortable.

He thought about it, asked the secretary to come in, and also gave Meng Fu a pocket money.

**

Meng Fu's side.

Zhao Fan was still thinking about the affairs of the General Painting Association of T City. It was a pity that Meng Fu would not go to the Painting Association, but thinking about the annoying things in the morning, Zhao Fan would not talk much if Meng Fu did not go to the Painting Association.

What is important now is the qualifiers of the international stage and the headache-inducing live broadcast that Meng Fu answered.

She didn't persuade Meng Fu, nor did she say anything to Su Cheng, and Su Di decided on the matter.

On the afternoon of the second day after he arrived, Zhao Fan received news from Su Cheng and the other three artists who were broadcasting live.

When Zhao Fan saw the names of these three people, he was completely confused.

Meng Fu is undergoing Tang Ze's training. Since she learned that Meng Fu is unwilling to go to Lu Haichao, Tang Ze will come here to explain some details to Meng Fu.

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

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

"A Day of a Star" has been broadcast live before it started, and it is very popular. Tang Ze's agent has also heard of it. This is a large variety show. Meng Fu can get it, and the agent can't help but sigh in his heart.

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

"You know the first one, Che Shao," said Zhao Fan.

Che Shao is a traffic figure at the current phenomenon level. It is not surprising that he has obtained this resource. He is working hard enough. He is the number one in the domestic boy group and has won the title of Dance King.

Tang Ze nodded to his agent.

"There is another one, Li Qingning." Li Qingning is an old actor and actress. Although she is already forty years old and has always been gentle, her popularity has always been no less than that of a young man. She is also a foreign professor and a professional-level figure hired by the Art Academy of Peking University.

Tang Ze and his agent couldn't help but sigh that the program team could invite people, and it must have taken a lot of effort.

"The last one," Zhao Fan said this and paused, "It's Sheng Jun."

"Sheng Jun actually appeared on variety shows?" Tang Ze's agent opened his mouth.

"Sheng Jun?" Apart from Che Shao, Meng Fu did not recognize these people, so she couldn't help but look at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan glanced at her and explained: "Shengjun, a big traffic, last year her TV series became popular all over the country, and her nationality was at the second gradient. She is from a Beijing city, and has a scholarly family for generations. She is a hot search at an art exhibition and was spotted by an agency. She is also a member of the painting association. She was selected as an outstanding figure of the year. She is not only in the entertainment industry, but also very well-known in the art circle."

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Today is also a day with a lot of words…………………
Chapter completed!