Chapter 76
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
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Jiang Yiran was still kneeling on the ground.
Her thoughts were not much different from Yu zhenlingâs.
In order to prevent the old master from striking first, Jiang yiran spoke first. She naturally felt that Meng Fu would be involved in Jiang xinchenâs kneeling in the ancestral Hall.
Instead of letting master Jiang ask her, she might as well explain it clearly herself.
Yu Yong and the rest had already done all they could to apologize. They had even taken out the art Associationâs lessons. If Meng Fu was not willing, they could only say that he was a little too ungrateful.
Upon hearing Jiang yiranâs voice, old master Jiang, who had been talking to Tong erzhan, slowly raised his head and looked at her. âWhat punishment? What does it have to do with Fu-er?â
He frowned and asked very seriously.
She didnât comfort Jiang yiran or wake her up immediately.
This was not within Jiang yiranâs expectations. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Jiang yiran didnât know how to react for a moment. He only looked up at master Jiang in a daze.
Master Jiang turned to Yu zhenling.âWhat happened today?â
Yu zhenlingâs brain was also a little confused, but she still explained everything from beginning to end.
After she finished speaking, old master Jiangâs expression didnât change. He just took a deep breath and said, â youâre still her mother. Is it appropriate for you to bring outsiders to bully a girl? â
Yu zhenling was speechless.
âAm I dead? âAh!â All of you are treating me like I donât exist?â Master Jiang roared, his heart suddenly choking, and he almost couldnât breathe.
Tong erhuan hurriedly supported him and patted his chest to help him calm his breathing.
His gaze was so cold that Yu zhenling couldnât help but step back.
Old master Jiang closed his eyes. He was completely exhausted. He stood still for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at Tong Erwan.âPlease wait for a moment, Iâll go find Xin Chen.â
Tong erfei nodded. take care. Iâm not in a hurry. We can talk about this tomorrow.
Then, he asked Jiang Quanâs assistant to help the old man over.
He still felt a little guilty about the Jiang family. After breaking off the engagement, he had looked for old master Jiang today to discuss a cooperation.
After old master Jiang left, Jiang Yiran, who was still kneeling on the ground, felt that something was wrong. She looked at Tong Erwan and asked, â brother Tong, my grandfather, he ...
Yu zhenling also turned to Tong erhuan, her hands hanging by her sides a little tight.
Iâve been discussing matters with the old master since nine this morning. Tong eryan looked at the two of them and paused for a moment before saying, â he called Meng Fu this afternoon to ask for his signature. The conversation lasted less than a minute. From what I heard, Meng Fu probably didnât say anything else.
As it was not a private matter, a manager mentioned that his daughter was a fan of Meng Fu during dinner. The old man excitedly called Meng Fu on the spot to ask for an autograph, so he did not avoid Tong eryan and the manager.
Tong erqi also heard it clearly. From the beginning to the end, only old master Jiang had been nagging for a minute.
Meng Fu definitely didnât complain to him and didnât show anything strange, otherwise, the old man would have found out.
At this point, Tong erhuan looked at Jiang Yiran, who was kneeling on the ground, and then glanced at Yu zhenling. He bid farewell to her politely.âAuntie Yu, Iâll be leaving first.â
He then turned around and left.
Behind him, Jiang yiran, who was kneeling on the ground, couldnât hold it in anymore.
Meng Fu didnât say?
Did she really not tell master Jiang that she had suffered such a great grievance?
How was this possible?
Then, what he had just said ...
Jiang yiran suddenly sat down on the ground, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead and back.
She raised her head and looked at Yu zhenling, who was standing beside her. As expected, she was just standing there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
**
In the ancestral hall, Jiang Xinchen was still kneeling quietly on the ground. He did not dare to raise his head when he saw master Jiang enter.
âDo you have any ideas?â The old man lit an incense stick and spoke weakly, looking much older.
Jiang xinchen paused.
when I came back just now, Xun ran apologized to me. I thought it was strange. So, you guys teamed up this morning to accuse her? â the old man continued.
your mother said that there were many people present. I thought that you would at least speak up for her. Do you? â
Master Jiang had never experienced that scene before, so his fingertips trembled when he heard Yu zhenlingâs description.
Jiang xinchen still couldnât say a word.
He had mixed feelings. He had always respected Jiang Yiran. She had helped him a lot since he was young and had contributed a lot to the Jiang and Yu families. Jiang Xinyu had always respected his sister.
Later, when Meng Fu came back, he saw many of Jiang Yiranâs fragile sides, so he didnât have a good impression of her before he even saw Meng Fu.
Jiang xinchen didnât like Meng Fuâs actions of not returning to his adoptive motherâs house and wanting to enter the entertainment industry.
For a moment today, he also felt that it was Meng Fu.
Now that she thought about it, Jiang zhiran had the Yu family and his mother behind him. He knew how to cry and throw tantrums. Meng Fu was just like a stubborn child with thorns all over his body. Even if she encountered such a thing, she would not cry to her grandfather and would only look at them coldly.
Jiang Xin lowered his head even more.
Master Jiang didnât say anything more. He left the ancestral hall after offering the incense.
He called Jiang Quan after he left.
Jiang Quan was still in the office. Fu-er didnât call me today. Whatâs the matter? â
She would almost never call him anyway.
...
Master Jiang explained in a light tone.
Jiang Quan asked his Secretary to leave the room. After listening to the story, he was silent for a while. no wonder Fu âer always asks me if Iâve really confirmed her DNA test.
Master Jiang was thinking about Meng Fu. When he heard Jiang Quanâs words, he felt that something was strange, but he was not in the mood to think about it.
âThe Yu family places too much emphasis on family heritage. It seems that the painting that was sent to the Yu family last time was also useless.â Master Jiang looked into the distance.
The Yu family had the pride of a scholar. In addition, Yu Yong was the Vice-President of the art Association. Not to mention Meng Fu, even looking at the Jiang family now would make one feel like they were stinking of money.
The Yu family didnât lack outstanding descendants either. Yu Yong had always been aloof and remote, and he regarded paintings as more important than his life. Jiang yiran was talented and intelligent, and she had inherited his legacy. He valued Jiang yiran even more than his own son.
Jiang Quan finished the call and sat in his office, feeling upset.
He thought for a while, then let his Secretary in and gave Meng Fu some pocket money.
**
Meng Fuâs side.
Zhao fan was still thinking about the art Association in T city. It was a pity that Meng Fu did not go to the Association. However, thinking about what happened in the morning, Zhao fan did not say anything.
...
The most important thing right now was the International stageâs qualifiers and the headache-inducing live broadcast that Meng Fu had accepted.
She didnât manage to persuade Meng Fu, nor did she manage to persuade su Cheng, so su de decided on this matter.
The next afternoon, Zhao Fan received news from su Cheng about the other three artistes who were also on the live stream.
Zhao fan was dumbfounded when he saw the names of the three people.
Meng Fu was being trained by Tang ze. Ever since he found out that Meng Fu didnât want to go to Lu Haichaoâs place, Tang ze would come here to explain some details to her.
At this time, Meng Fu was drinking a glass of water that Tang zeâs manager had poured for her. She turned her head to look at Zhao Fan.
âMeng Fu is going to a celebrityâs Day?â Tang zeâs manager saw the name of the document in Zhao fanâs hand.
âA day as a celebrityâ had not even started its live broadcast, but it was already very popular. Tang zeâs manager had also heard about it. This was considered a large-scale variety show, and Meng Fu was able to get it. The manager couldnât help but sigh.
âThere are four people on this live broadcast, right? who are the other three guests?â Tang ze was also curious.
âThose three people are two men and one woman. You know the first one, che Shao.â Zhao Fan closed the document.
Che Shao was a popular figure at the current level, so it wasnât strange for him to get this resource. He was a hardworking man himself, the number one man in the countryâs menâs group, and had even won the title of dance King.
Tang ze and his manager nodded.
âThe other one is li Qingning.â Li Qingning was a veteran artiste and Best Actor. Although she was already 40 years old and had always been gentle and elegant, her popularity had always been there. It was no less than the popularity of the young fresh meat. She was also a foreign professor hired by Beijing Universityâs art school and was a professional.
Tang ze and his manager couldnât help but sigh. The festival group must have put in a lot of effort to invite them.
the last one, â Zhao fan paused, â is shengjun.
shengjun is actually on a variety show? â Tang zeâs manager opened his mouth.
âShengjun?â Other than the driver, Meng Fu did not know anyone else. She turned to look at Zhao Fan.
Zhao fan glanced at her and explained, â shengjun, she is a popular actress. Last year, her TV series was very popular all over the country. The popularity of the country is on the second gradient. Sheâs from the capital, and her family is a family of scholars. Sheâs an art student, and she was on the hot search during an art exhibition. She was chosen by a management company, and sheâs also a member of an Art Association. She was once selected for the best of the year award, and sheâs very well-known not only in the entertainment industry, but also in the art industry.â