Yu Zhenling did not ask, nor did she watch Meng Fu.
Her eyes were cold, and this slap slapped Meng Fu directly with almost a trace of disgust. It was heavy and showed no mercy at all.
Don't talk about Zhao Fan, even the steward Jiang and Yu Yong didn't think of it.
Zhao Fan came in with Meng Fu. Su Di was still a few steps away from Meng Fu, but his nerve reaction was fast enough. When Yu Zhenling raised his hand, he walked straight forward and held Meng Fu's hand. The arm made her back a few steps.
While he started, 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 on the wall and didn't speak, pressed his lower lip. He didn't dare to look at Meng Fu or Jiang Xinran. He was now in a battle between heaven and man.
Jiang Xinran sat aside all the time, Meng Fu came in and she did not look at Meng Fu.
Seeing that it was Jiang Xinchen who was blocking her, Yu Zhenling narrowed her eyes, as if she couldn't believe he would do this, "Jiang Xinchen, what are you doing? Are you protecting her?"
Jiang Xinchen retracted his hand, but he still didn't look at anyone.
Jiang Xinran looked up at Jiang Xinchen, and she smiled mockingly.
Except for Meng Fu, Jiang Xinran doesnt know who else can do this.
On the surface, he pretends not to care, but behind his back he doesnt know how dark it is.
Seeing Tong's retiring from marriage, seeing Mrs. Tong wanting to see her painting exhibition, I finally couldn't put on it anymore.
"Mrs. Jiang," Zhao Fan doesn't know Yu Zhenling, but he knows something about Meng Fu. She didn't react as soon as Yu Zhenling started doing it. At this time, when she reacted, she directly blocked Meng Fu behind her. , Glanced at Yu Zhenling, faintly said: "The face of our celebrity artist has been insured by hundreds of millions of dollars. If you slap it, you wont be able to shoot the next show. You may not be able to pay the liquidated damages. If you have any problems, you can directly follow I communicate."
Zhao Fan has no human rights in front of Su Cheng, but she has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. She has also been brilliant, and has negotiated with major bosses on the same stage. The momentum is still very good.
Stopping in front of Meng Fu like this, the scroll aura on Yu Zhenling's body seemed a bit weak.
Yu Yong, who hadnt moved much, finally moved. He told Yu Zhenling to step back first, then looked at Zhao Fan, and explained a few words about Jiang Xinrans painting, "Meng Fu, did you do this?"
is clearly a question.
But it sounds like--
Meng Fu, you did this.
At this point, Zhao Fan finally knew what was going on. She raised her head and looked towards Yu Yong, somewhat unthinkable: "You didn't even check it, so you suspected that it was our artist? Anyway, at least you have to show evidence."
"Evidence, I have to ask her!" Upon hearing this, Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu, her eyes were bitter and mocking: "Now you are happy? The first exhibition of Xin Ran was ruined by you, as you wished. Up?"
Zhao Fan knows that Meng Fu has been living in a rented house in No. 1 Middle School recently, and also knows that she may not be very well at Jiang's house.
However, he never expected that Meng Fu was facing almost this situation.
Almost helpless.
Pirate painting, this is not only a fatal black spot for artists, but also a hat that ordinary people cannot buckle off at will.
Zhao Fan is even a little bizarre. She has been with Meng Fu for so long, and naturally knows that these are not Meng Fus personalities.
Fortunately, she just felt that it was not right to go backstage, and came in with Meng Fu.
"Su Di, please check the monitoring." Zhao Fan sneered, and she directly told Su Di.
Sudi understood the route of the whole thing and left.
Su Di's thinking is very clear. The timeline of that painting is Jiang's family and the lounge. Jiang's family will not have an accident, it can only be the problem here.
Seeing Su Di looking for surveillance, Zhao Fancai chuckled, "Vice President Yu, if you think my artist has stolen your things, I suggest you call the police first."
After speaking, she left directly.
Call the police?
Hearing this sentence, Yu Zhenling almost laughed. If she can, she also wants to call the police.
was just a call to the police. Almost everyone knew about this. By then, the entire circle of T City knew that the Jiang familys biological daughter had entered the police station because of theft.
Jiangs and Yus good reputations for a lifetime will be buried on her!
Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong did not tell her father, and they were even more afraid that the father would be confused at this time.
Jiang Xinran almost laughed, she felt a little cold all over, got up, lowered her head, and smiled bitterly: "Mom, I will go back to my biological mother's house tomorrow."
"Sorry! What are you doing!" Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong's expressions changed when they heard this sentence.
Jiang Xinchen could not help but look at Jiang Xinran, "Sister, you have something to say!"
Jiang Xinran didnt speak, and went out without hesitation, Yu Zhenling took her wrist directly, "Xinran, you are mothers daughter, if you go back, what will your mother do? I wont let you go!"
After the identities of Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu were exposed, Jiang Xinran wanted to return to the home of his biological parents and gave the Jiang family to Meng Fu, but was stopped by Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen.
It was Meng Fu who moved back to Jiangs family without thinking about his adoptive father and adoptive mother.
Now Jiang Xinran mentioned the matter again, Yu Zhenling felt distressed again, gritted her teeth, and said directly: "I want your grandfather to be the master! If he doesn't give you the master, I will not be able to kneel!"
Meng Fu, who had been watching everyone with cold eyes, finally raised his head, "I didn't take any of your things."
"Xiao Jiang said that my sister got up at three o'clock last night. My sister said that she didn't steal it. Maybe it's because I lost my painting..." Jiang Xinran handed the phone to Yu Zhenling, her eyelashes drooping.
Xiao Jiang is the servant of the Jiang family.
On her phone is a conversation with Xiao Jiang.
When she got up at night, she saw Meng Fu wake up at three o'clock. Normal people, who would sneak up at three o'clock?
"Now that I missed the first exhibition, it can't be restored," Yu Yong glanced, turned to Meng Fu, showing disgust, but still patiently said: "If you take out the paintings of sorrow, we can treat it as nothing happened. There is no need to investigate this matter anymore."
This means that he has been determined to be Meng Fu.
"How can it be treated as..." Yu Zhenling twisted her eyebrows.
How can this incident be regarded as nothing happened? Yu Zhenling still wanted to distinguish, but seeing Yu Yong's expression, she said nothing.
Indeed, as long as Mr. Jiang is there, this matter can only be left out in the end.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhenling didn't dare to look at Jiang Xinran, so she gritted her teeth.
Meng Fu ignored her, did not see Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong, and turned to Jiang Xinchen, "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 didnt want to listen anymore, she looked at Meng Fu impatiently and boredly: "I dont want me to call your adoptive mother and take out the painting."
At this time, Su Di, who went out to call monitoring, returned: "Miss Meng, I found the monitoring."
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