True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 167 The true and false daughter of the Ying family [3 more]

The name   Ying Luwei attracted the attention of others.

  Fu Yunshen also leaned sideways on the counter, tilted his head and glanced slightly.

  Peach Blossom's eyes are light and blurred, deeply moving.

  He retracted his sight again, and swept the phone screen with his head down.

  On the screen is the text message sent just now.

  【Master, the Jiang family has announced their resignation throughout Shanghai. 】

  Xiu Yu was talking about the same thing, she snorted: "I thought Jiang Moyuan was such an affectionate man, but it really complied with the old saying, ‘husbands and wives are birds of the same forest, and the catastrophe is about to fly separately’."

   "Hey." Jiang Ran snorted, "Then you are really deceived by his appearance. He could be the son of the old woman, he was originally a low-hearted person."

  Don’t talk about the little brother, even Xiuyu is the first time to hear Jiang Ran mention Jiang’s family: "You mean, your grandfather did not marry the sequel shortly after your grandmother passed away?"

  Old man Jiang has three wives, who are ordinary among the rich.

  The first wife had a rosy face. She died of illness within a few days of getting married to Jiang’s family, and she did not leave any children behind.

  The second wife was Jiang Huaping’s mother, but when Jiang Huaping was over a teenager, she also went.

When Mr. Jiang married his third wife, he was over forty years old, and the third wife was less than twenty years old.

  This third wife, now Mrs. Jiang, gave birth to Jiang Moyuan.

   "One fox." Jiang Ran's voice suppressed dryness, "Otherwise, my grandma would not die."

  Xiu Yu keenly did not ask any more.

   Jiang Ran and Jiang Huaping are not under the control of the Jiang family now.

  With their power in the imperial capital, several Jiang Clan can be crushed to death at will.

  I thought that today’s celebration banquet should be peaceful.

  But what I never expected was that because of a position beside Ying Zijin, the two sides fought again.

  "Go go, you furry blonde foreigner." Sheng Qingtang squeezed in front of Berg firmly, "You all have body odor, and it's useless to spray cologne. Don't smoke it."

   "Old naughty boy, fart!" Berg was furious, "You are so old bones that you can't bite the meat anymore. What do you **** from me?"

   "Hey, I'm sorry." Sheng Qingtang grinned, "I just got my teeth implanted a while ago."

  嬴子衿: "……"

  Class 19 everyone: "..."

  Dare to feel this is playing to grab a stool?

  Master Zhong sighed and was happy.

  Fortunately, he didn't need to grab a spot, his granddaughter kept one for him.

  Finally, Sheng Qingtang and Berg stopped each other, and the seats were vacated.

   "Huh?" After Fu Yunshen explained to the waiter, he saw that there was a place next to the girl, "Yaoyao left me a place? Brother, this is very touching."

   "No." Ying Zijian held her chin in her hands, with a lazy expression, "Did you see that your chair was taken away?"

  Fu Yun slowly lowered his head and saw the chair held by Sheng Qingtang: "..."

Row.

  He shouldn’t expect that children will not speak unrelenting words.

   "Old naughty boy, I blame you!" Berg was mad, "If it weren't for you, I would have sat there."

   "I don't care, I can't sit, and you don't want to sit." Sheng Qingtang put the chair aside and sat next to Berg, "I want to stare at you."

   "I don't think this is the case. Stop arguing between you two." Zhuo Lanhan was also helpless, "Anyway, the little girls can do it, so why don't you join in."

  Sheng Qingtang glared: "How can that work?"

  "Fine!" Berg was happy, "I brought the honorary professor qualification certificate of our Royal Academy of Art this time. As long as Master Ying signs it, it will be fine."

  He can't compete in other people's turf.

  Sheng Qingtang only hates him for not bringing a watermelon, and one for Berg.

  **

  A group of people in the Han Pavilion happily celebrated the merits of Ying Zijin, but Zhong Manhua had been sitting in the old house of the Ying family for a whole day, looking in a trance.

  The shock this time made her mentally bad again, and hallucinations appeared in front of her eyes as she did sixteen years ago.

  Fortunately, she had a spare medicine. After taking a few pills, she barely calmed down her emotions.

  Zhong Manhua tried his best to endure the anger in his heart: "The person hasn't come back yet?"

   "Madam, Miss Luwei is already on the way." The butler has also been trembling today, "She is not feeling well these past two days."

  Zhong Manhua just wanted to sneer.

  Uncomfortable?

  Aren’t they all asking for it?

   "Call again." Zhong Manhua said coldly, "I want to see her before six o'clock."

  The butler hurriedly responded: "Yes."

   At 5:56, Ying Luwei came back.

  She is not in the mood to be polite to Zhong Manhua at the moment, with a cold expression: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing with me? I have something to do, time is too tight."

   Ying Luwei just finished saying this.

   "Kang Dang!"

  A vase was smashed towards her, leaving only an inch from her foot, and the fragments wiped her neck.

  Ying Luwei was startled, more angry: "Sister-in-law, if you become ill, I will call you for a doctor. You called me back just to get angry at me?"

  She has been spoiled by all the elders of the four giants since she was a child. Who dares to bully her like this?

"Ying Luwei, I can't wait to kill you!" Zhong Manhua's voice was almost bloody, and his eyes were red and red. "Your eldest brother and I treat you well, how can you do such a thing? Are you worthy of us? ?!"

  Ying Luwei's heart twitched, she had a bad premonition and smiled: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? When am I sorry for you and big brother?"

   "Look at it for yourself!" Zhong Manhua stood up and threw the letter on her face, "16 years ago, why did you steal my daughter and throw it away?!"

  Boom!

  This sentence was like thunder falling, and Ying Luwei's mind was immediately emptied.

  She opened her eyes wide and looked at the papers falling from the top of her head, and the blood was solidified.

  Impossible.

  How did Zhong Manhua know about this? !

The butler beside    was also shocked: "Miss Luwei?"

   "16 years ago, you were eight years old, eight years old!" Zhong Manhua cried out, "How old was she then? How could you be so vicious to steal your blood relatives and throw them away?"

   "No...no!" Ying Luwei shuddered all over her body, speaking out of tune, "It doesn't matter to me, it wasn't me who did it, she crawled out on her own!"

   "Yes, yes, she crawled out by herself. What does it have to do with me?"

  Zhong Manhua was trembling with anger: "The evidence is solid, you still quibble?"

   Ying Luwei stared at the three names on a piece of paper, her nerves collapsed again: "It wasn't me who did it, it wasn't me who did it!"

  Suddenly she screamed, opened the door and rushed out.

  The butler turned around abruptly: "Madam?"

  Zhong Manhua just waved his hand, as if tired: "Wait for Zhen Ting to come back."

  The butler hesitated: "But if the old lady knows about this, then--"

  His words were interrupted by a ringing of the phone.

   is a landline.

  Zhong Manhua didn’t mean to take it, the housekeeper stepped forward to take it: "Hello? What?!"

   His face changed drastically, and he turned his head: "Madam, it's the person who sent the letter."

  Zhong Manhua reacted and stood up abruptly: "Hello? What do you want?"

   "I don't want anything." The voice on the phone couldn't distinguish men and women, "It's just kind to help you find out what you can't find."

  A word, but Zhong Manhua's face flushed.

  If it is really impossible to find out, it is impossible.

  But the Yingjia only checked it for two years and didn't check it again.

  Because at that time, the Ying family had a new lady.

   "Really just like this?" Zhong Manhua didn't believe it, "What benefits do you want to get from Ying's family?"

  "哧." As if he heard something funny, the voice on the phone smiled, "It's good for us, you won't deserve it, but I'm quite curious."

  "How does the Ying family plan to deal with this matter? Do you not give an explanation to Miss Zijin?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Yes, the Ying family lost the eldest lady, but she was found back soon after she lost it. We just don't know who lost it." Zhong Manhua tried to restrain his trembling voice, "Zijn is The daughter I adopted has nothing to do with what happened 16 years ago. Don't go out and talk nonsense."

  There was silence on the other end of the phone before he laughed again. This time his tone became much colder: "Very well, this is Mrs. Ying's choice."

   "I hope you don't regret it."

  **

the other side.

  Ying Luwei returned to her apartment, and then she saw the Weibo that the Jiang Group sent to dissolve the marriage contract.

  In an instant, all emotions such as fear, fear, humiliation, etc. rushed to her head with the blood.

  But Ying Luwei's expression is unusually calm.

  She took out her mobile phone, dialed a number and said, “Hey, it’s me. I don’t want her hand anymore. I want her to die.”

  **

  At eight o'clock.

  A group of talents came out of Han Pavilion.

  Berg is holding the qualification certificate signed by Ying Zijin, which is pretty good.

  "Little genius doctor, why did you agree to him?" Sheng Qingtang was heartbroken, "I told you that there are no good people at the Royal Academy."

   "It's okay." Ying Zijin yawned, "I don't need to do anything anyway."

  It's just a sign.

  Sheng Qingtang sighed, just about to say something.

  A large truck ran straight towards the girl at a very high speed.

  　See you tomorrow~

  　　 took a break at noon and twisted his arms, and the whole person was immersed in great sadness...

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