Chapter 71
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
71 Jiang xinchenâs reflection and the stolen painting (1)
Because of what had just happened with the Tong family, the atmosphere in the Jiang family had been very quiet.
Yu zhenling had felt it when she came back, so she used Jiang yiran to ease the atmosphere as soon as she came back. Now, it was shattered by this slap.
Meng Fu paused. For the first time, she turned to look at Tong erhuan. Her eyes were clear and deep.
There was no more obediently smiling expression on her face, but her icy eyes, body, and expression made oneâs heart turn cold.
When he saw Meng Fuâs clear eyes, Jiang Xinchen froze, and his hands became stiff.
you have the potential to enter an A-level art exhibition before you turn 20. Yiran, youâre even better than your uncle. It wonât be C problem for you to enter the National General Association in the future. Iâm definitely going to watch your art exhibition C Madam Tong stood up and broke the silence with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the childâs father, who had been silent all this time, also looked at Jiang yiran in surprise. General Association? â
Mrs. Tong, youâre too kind. There will be people from the Generalâs Association as judges for the youth tournament in T city soon. Yu zhenling explained with a smile, â her uncle has recently added two more art exhibitions for her resume.
There were so many provinces in China, but odd number capital city was the most powerful.
There was a reason for this. The people in T city might not know this, but in Beijing, apart from those few families, the four major associations were the most popular.
Out of the four associations, only the art Association, as an Art Association, managed to squeeze into the four major associations. These ordinary people did not know the reason, but they knew that the status of painters in great Xia was very high.
To give an example, Yu Yong was just an artist. He had entered the Vice President of T cityâs Art Association, but he could be on par with the Jiang family in T city.
When Yu zhenling mentioned this, father Tongâs gaze on Jiang yiran changed.
No matter who it was, as long as they could enter the general Association, they had a great chance.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After Madam Tong and Yu zhenling finished discussing the time to go to the art exhibition, they left. They didnât stay for dinner at the Jiang familyâs house. Today, they had called off their engagement with Meng Fu, so it wasnât appropriate for the Tong family to stay for dinner.
Yu zhenling and the housekeeper went to see them off. yueran, come with me to see your uncle and Auntie off.
The group of them left to ask around.
Master Jiangâs smile faded as he glanced at Jiang Xinchen. âJiang xinchen.â
Jiang Xinchen also felt that he was in the wrong. He lowered his head and explained in a soft voice, I did overreact, but this is my sisterâs painting for the art exhibition. I canât touch it ...
âFu âer, go upstairs and rest.â Master Jiang turned to Meng Fu, and his tone was much gentler. He had been strict for almost his entire life, and he had used his rare gentleness and patience on Meng Fu.
Meng Fu lowered his head and didnât say a word. From this angle, he could only see his eyelashes, and he couldnât see his expression, but master Jiangâs face darkened.
After Meng Fu went upstairs, master Jiangâs face suddenly darkened.
âJiang Xinyi, come out with me.â He turned to Jiang Xinyi and said with a serious look.
Master Jiang took him to the ancestral hall outside.
âGrandpa ...â Seeing the pictures of his ancestors on the wall, Jiang Xinyu was a little nervous.
âKneel down.â Master Jiang said lightly.
Jiang Xin pursed his lips and knelt on the ground without asking.
Master Jiang didnât look at him. Instead, he first offered an incense stick and bowed three times respectfully. Then, he said to Jiang xinchen, who was feeling uneasy, ââWhy donât you like your sister?â
Jiang Xinchen originally wanted to say no, but he couldnât say it under the ancestral tablets of his ancestors. After a long while, he said dryly,âShe snatched my sisterâs things.â
âWhat did you say he stole?â Master Jiang turned to him.
her room on the second floor. I wanted to move there a long time ago, and brother Tong. Speaking of this, Jiang Xinchen turned his head away.
The room on the second floor was originally Jiang yiranâs, and he had already discussed the details of the renovation with her. Meng Fu took over the room as soon as he returned.
The way Meng Fu looked at him and the Jiang family was too Philistine, no different from the Jiang familyâs relatives.
Especially with Jiang yiranâs recent uneasiness, Jiang Xinyu was extremely disgusted with Meng Fu.
âAll of this originally belonged to Fu âer. How can you say that I stole it?â Master Jiangâs expression was still very calm.
Jiang xinchen opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he couldnât say anything. but the Tong family doesnât like her either. She doesnât know anything, so why does she want to take her by force ...
âHave you ever wondered why she doesnât know anything?â Old master Jiang coughed twice with his hand against his lips.
âGrandpa!â Jiang Xinchen was a little anxious.
Master Jiang waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and then continued, ââShe could have studied hard, learned piano, drawing, art insert, and learned etiquette, but she didnât know how to because she was carried home by the wrong person. Did you see the calluses on her hands? she should be the one who doesnât know anything.â
As soon as he said this, Jiang Xinchen was completely speechless.
He remembered the rumors that he had heard before. Meng Fu had raised pigs and farmed in the countryside and had a thin layer of calluses on his hands. Because of this, he was often used as an after-meal topic by his brothers.
But now, old master Jiangâs words had woken him up. What did Meng Fu do wrong?
She shouldnât have done these things in the first place. She was the young lady of the Jiang family and should have lived a refined life.
as you wish, the Tong family has come today to break off the engagement. old master Jiang looked at him, his eyes cloudy. yiran has a chance. Are you happy? â I havenât been able to discipline you for more than ten years because of my health, so I handed you over to your mother. Now that youâve grown up, there are some major principles that you donât need me to teach you. I donât have much time left to teach you.â
Fu âer has never liked staying in the Jiang family. This is the first time sheâs come back in a month, and I was the one who asked her to come back. I donât care what you think, but since sheâs your sister, you should respect her in the Jiang family.
After saying this, master Jiang left.
After he left, Jiang xinchen could have stood up, but he did not. He just sat on the ground, unable to say a word.
He had always been thinking from Jiang Yiranâs point of view, so the old manâs words today left him dumbfounded.
In the two years that Meng Fu had been back, he had heard Jiang Yiran cry many times, but he had never heard Meng Fu tell him that every time he saw her, she always looked like she was asking for a beating.
But clearly, the one who felt the most wronged should be Meng Fu.
Jiang Xinchen knelt in the ancestral hall for an hour and didnât get up until Jiang Yiran came to him.
âYou ... You guys eat first.â When Jiang Xinyue saw Jiang yiran, she didnât know what kind of expression she had on her face, but she knelt down again in front of the ancestral tablet.
Jiang Xinchenâs attitude had obviously changed. Jiang Yiran looked at him, pursed her lips, and didnât say anything.
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Meng Fu stayed at the Jiang family for a day.
The next day, she had to go for a magazine cover shoot. Su Diâs car was already waiting at the intersection of the Jiang familyâs house. She put on her clothes and came out, only to see Jiang Xinchen standing at the door with a cold face.
Meng Fu didnât say anything. He just put on his mask and pretended not to see him.
At this time, Jiang Xinchen should have been sneering at her, but he didnât. He only said stiffly, â these are the tickets to the art exhibition. If you like to paint, you can go and take a look.
He handed his ticket to Meng Fu and left without waiting for her to take it.
Meng Fu looked at Jiang Xinyanâs back and raised her eyebrows.âNot as cute as ah Xun,â
She casually put the ticket into her bag, put on her hat, and left directly. She was still wearing the clothes she had worn when she went back to the Jiang familyâs house last time. She did not wear the clothes in the Jiang familyâs wardrobe.
Today, Meng Fu had to shoot a magazine. After that, he had to attend the training at the National Basketball competition stage. He was a little busy.
Of course, today was also Jiang Yiranâs art exhibition.
Because of the four major associations, painting had been very popular in recent years. There was a long line of people at the entrance early in the morning. Although it was only a city-level art exhibition, many people flew over from all over the country to see it.
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Jiang yiran, Yu zhenling, and Madam Tong had arrived early.
They were distinguished guests, so they naturally didnât need to line up.
The paintings in the art exhibition belonged to the individual.
There were still two hours before the art exhibition at 10 am.
The few of them sat in the lounge for a while before the person in charge of the art exhibition came to the lounge to look for Jiang yiran. He said very respectfully, â miss Jiang, the Vice President asked you to pass the painting to me. Itâs been arranged to your booth.
Jiang Yiran nodded. She was also a little nervous. Butler Jiang smiled and told her not to be nervous. He went to the lounge to get Jiang Yiranâs painting.
The painting was in a brocade box, and it was packed very carefully.
The person in charge of the art exhibition carefully took the painting and didnât leave immediately. Instead, he examined the painting with Jiang yiran in person. This was the rule of the industry. Otherwise, if the painting went wrong in the art exhibition, there was no way to verify it.
He had just opened the brocade box when his entire body froze.
Jiang Yiranâs brocade box was empty.
The smiling Madam Tong and Yu zhenling immediately saw the empty box, and the corners of their lips immediately dropped.
The smile on Jiang Yiranâs face also disappeared. She suddenly got up and returned to the lounge. She searched from head to toe, and her face instantly turned pale.
The youth tournament was just around the corner. If anything went wrong with her art exhibition this time, it would have a huge impact on her.
âMiss Jiang, did you go anywhere before you came? Who did you come into contact with?â The staff member knew that things were not good when he saw her expression and immediately spoke.
The competition in the art Association was very intense, and it was also at this time.
Jiang Yiran shook her head. Her face was pale and she couldnât speak.
Yu zhenling shook her head. No. We were very careful. We took it home for safekeeping.
Yu zhenling paused as if she suddenly remembered something. She turned around and looked at Butler Jiang with a gloomy face.âButler, call Meng Fu and ask her to come over immediately.â