The fake daughter was not exposed today

Chapter 10 Embarrassment twists and crawls on your face

In the end, the Shan family never found the person who destroyed the chandelier. They just gave some gifts to the guests to apologize. Fortunately, no one was injured in the incident, so everyone turned a blind eye and did not pursue the matter further.

After Jiang Fu returned, he began to familiarize himself with everything about Jiang Yilan.

She was trained to imitate things when she was very young, so after a few days of practice, her handwriting was exactly the same as Jiang Yilan's.

Jiang Yilan has a very solid foundation in learning. Even though various bad things have affected her mentality in the past six months, her academic performance has been quite stable.

Except for the time when my final exam score was cancelled.

Jiang Fu looked at the gossip on the campus forum with a serious expression.

Candy-colored Korula: I never thought even the top student in a prestigious class would have a bad day! A top student in a key class and a top student in the next highest school submitted the same answers, and their scores were supposed to be canceled. But on the day of the make-up exam, with eight teachers watching, the top student finished quickly and accurately, while the top student ended up completely overwhelmed. Hilarious!

I didn't believe someone who said Sheng controlled her scores before, but now I do. As for Jiang, does anyone know if her previous grades were cheated?

She believed in Jiang Yilan's strength, but she still had a question in her mind.

Jiang Yiran, the "prophet", and the school bully surnamed Sheng did not seem to be closely involved on the surface, but they were all targeting Jiang Yilan.

There must be some connection.

Jiang Fu lowered his eyes, and suddenly thought of the metal object he took out when he was chasing the prophet that day.

What it is?

The day before winter vacation ends.

Jiang Fu finished his morning run according to Jiang Yilan's normal schedule. When he walked into the restaurant to prepare for breakfast, a middle-aged man with a somewhat shrewd look was already sitting in the restaurant.

Jiang Zhongcheng, the second son of Mr. Jiang, Jiang Yilan's adoptive father, and Jiang Yiran's biological father.

Jiang Fu walked over nervously, called out "Dad", and then sat down quietly to eat.

"You look much better recently." Jiang Zhongcheng brought her a cup of hot cocoa and began to spread jam on her bread.

"Maybe I've been in a better mood recently. Dad, you look a little haggard instead." Jiang Fu responded politely, "You should pay more attention to rest."

Jiang Zhongcheng put on a smile and said, "I'm fine. The company has been busy since the holidays and I haven't been able to take good care of you."

As he spoke, he took out a key and said, "I heard about the conflict between you and Yi Ran. This is your apartment near the school. I had someone clean up the place. If you're in a bad mood and want to be alone, you can stay here."

"Thank you." Jiang Fu took the key.

It can be seen that this father has no intention of punishing Jiang Yiran, but it is unclear whether he is biased towards one side or he is unable to do anything with his own daughter.

Putting her conjecture aside for the moment, she held his hand and pressed a few acupuncture points. "If you are really sleepy, you can press these acupuncture points. Drink less coffee and rest more."

Jiang Zhongcheng stared at the girl's serious expression, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He suddenly felt that his decision to adopt the child as his daughter was the right one.

Jiang Yiran, who rarely went downstairs to have breakfast, felt like she was standing in the middle of Bai Xue's composition. The scene of the father and daughter getting along with each other made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Yiran, are you up?"

Jiang Zhongcheng stood up to get her breakfast, but was suddenly interrupted, "No, I don't want to eat."

"I'll pick you up and take you back to the city later. Traveling on an empty stomach might..."

"Just seeing you two makes me lose my appetite." She threw on her backpack. "I'll be staying at my uncle's house after school starts. I won't cause you any trouble. You should just take good care of your adopted daughter."

Then, he turned around and walked out.

Jiang Zhongcheng sighed helplessly.

As for Jiang Fu, she felt embarrassment creeping across her face, and the words "Are you okay?" were stuck in her throat.

She wondered if she and Jiang Zhongcheng were just having a normal conversation as father and daughter, but in her eyes, it seemed like it couldn't pass muster... As for the image of her acting like a biased father, it was even more humorous. No matter how much concern one had, it couldn't be conveyed to the heart of someone who refused to communicate.

Like a stubborn stone, it reminded her of some bad past.

"Don't bother with her, she's just like that." Jiang Zhongcheng sat back in his seat helplessly.

It’s not that he hasn’t thought about communicating with his daughter who has been missing for many years, but Jiang Yiran’s temper is too weird, and he has no idea where to start. Over time, he can only give up in this relationship.

Jiang Fu could feel the deep disappointment in this father's expression.

"It's okay, Dad, just mind your own business," she advised.

"You..." Jiang Zhongcheng felt a little relieved. "I'll check your hand once I contact Dr. Zhuang."

"Yeah." Jiang Fu lowered his head obediently.

On the other side, Jiang Yiran walked out and got into a gray-blue business car.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" The person sitting in the driver's seat asked in a warm and concerned voice.

"Well, I saw disgusting things when I woke up early in the morning, and I instantly lost my appetite." Jiang Yiran leaned against the back seat of the car, crossing his legs in an ungraceful manner.

"Kid, don't always neglect your body for people who don't deserve it." He picked up the paper bag on the passenger seat. "Luckily, I know your temper and prepared your favorite purple rice sandwich for you early."

Jiang Yiran's expression lightened slightly, "Thank you, Master."

Seeing her giving in, the man she called Master said slowly, "I've been looking for someone at headquarters lately and haven't been able to take care of Yancheng. I heard that Jiang Yilan saved the Second Madam of the Shen family?"

"I asked Qinglin, it was purely a blind cat catching a dead mouse, it won't have any impact." Jiang Yiran answered casually.

After that, the Shen family just sent a servant to deliver a thank-you gift. The Jiang and Shen families continued their cold war. Shen Qinglin also sounded out the situation for her, but Liang Wei's attitude did not change at all.

Jiang Yilan's life-saving grace is nothing more than this.

"What a pity. I thought the guy who called himself 'prophet' was very powerful." The man smiled.

"With so many players on the entire 'Ark Project,' he's only at T3. At best, he's only slightly better than a newbie who's confused about the situation." Jiang Yiran said with disdain. "Fortunately, I didn't expect him to succeed, so I found a few more people."

The master is the game planner of the "Ark Project", and she is an intern planner brought in by the master. Although she is not clear about the specific purpose of the entire game, it does not prevent her from taking advantage of the rules of this game.

She only needed to reveal to a few players that Jiang Yilan was also a player, and then she could watch the fire from the other side of the river. When the person took her last breath, she would take her to see her best friend who died young.

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but touch the pendant on his chest.

For her, anything she does is worth it.

On the other side, Jiang Fu listened to the conversation on the phone with a frosty face.

She finally understood the situation. Jiang Yilan was inexplicably drawn into a survival competition game called "Ark Project" and her identity was known by other participating players. This is why she was targeted by all parties and encountered various misfortunes within half a year.