Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 71 071 Jiang Xinchen’s Reflection, Pirate Painting

  Because of the Tong's family just now, the atmosphere of Jiang's family has been very quiet.

  Yu Zhenling felt it after she came back, so as soon as she came back, she used Jiang Xinran to ease the atmosphere, and she was instantly shattered by this slap.

  Meng Fu paused. For the first time, she turned her gaze to Tong Eryu, her eyes were clear and Lingling, and she didn't see the bottom.

   There was no clever smile on her face, but the expression in Bingling's eyes and body made people directly cold.

  At this time, seeing Meng Fu’s Qing Lingling eyes, Jiang Xinchen rarely paused, and his hands were a little stiff for a while.

"A C-level art exhibition at the age of 18 has the potential to enter the A-level art exhibition before the age of 20. You are a little better than your uncle. It will be no problem to enter the National Association in the future. I will definitely want to see your exhibition." Madam Tong got up and broke the silence with a smile.

  Hearing this, the father-in-law, who had been silent, also looked at Jiang Xinran in surprise, "General Association?"

   "Mrs. Tong is absurd. After a while, there will be people from the General Association as the referee in the youth competition in T City." Yu Zhenling explained with a smile, "Her uncle recently added two painting exhibitions to her, also for the resume."

  China has so many provinces and cities, singular Beijing is the most crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

  Speaking of this, there are also ways. People in T City may not know it. In addition to those families, the four major associations are the most popular in Beijing.

  Among the four associations, only Painting Collaboration squeezed into the four major associations as an art association. These ordinary people don't know the reason, but they know that Daxia is now a high-ranking artist.

  To give a single example, Yu Yong is no more than a painter. After joining the vice president of the T City Art Association, he will be able to join the Jiang family in T City.

  Yu Zhenling Speaking of this, Tong's father looked at Jiang Xinran's eyes changed.

  No matter who it is, as long as it can enter the General Association, the opportunity is great.

Mrs. Tong and Yu Zhenling discussed the time to go to the art exhibition, and then left. She did not stay in Jiang’s house for dinner. Today, she and Meng Fu broke off the marriage contract, and Tong’s family is not good to stay in Jiang’s house for dinner.

  Yu Zhenling and the housekeeper went to send them off, "Yang Ran, send it off to your uncles and aunts with me."

  A group of people left to inquire.

  Old man Jiang smiled, and glanced at Jiang Xinchen: "Jiang Xinchen."

  Jiang Xinchen was also a little bit wrong. He lowered his head and his voice became quieter. He immediately explained: "I have a big reaction, but this is the painting that my sister participated in the exhibition. You can't move it..."

   "Fu'er, you go upstairs to rest first." The old man Jiang turned to Meng Fu, his tone was quite gentle. He had been harsh for almost a lifetime, and his rare gentleness and patience were used on Meng Fu.

  Meng Fu lowered his head and said nothing. From this angle, he could only see the eyelashes hanging down slightly, and he couldn't see the emotions on his face, but Mr. Jiang's face became heavy.

After waiting for Meng Fu to go upstairs, Old Man Jiang's face sank suddenly.

  He turned directly to Jiang Xinchen, his eyes darkened: "Jiang Xinchen, come out with me."

  Elder Jiang took him to the ancestral hall outside.

  "Grandpa..." Seeing the hanging portraits of the ancestors and ancestors above, Jiang Xinchen was a little nervous.

   "Kneel down." Elder Jiang said lightly.

   Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips without asking, but knelt to the ground with a "puff".

Elder Jiang did not look at him. Instead, he put on a stick of incense and worshipped three respectfully before he said in Jiang Xinchen's nervous mood: "Why don't you wait to see your sister?"

  Jiang Xinchen originally wanted to say no, but under the ancestor’s tablet, he couldn’t say it. After a long while, he said eagerly, “She grabbed things from her sister.”

   "What did you say you robbed?" Elder Jiang turned to him.

   "Her room on the second floor, the older sister had wanted to move in for a long time, and the older brother Tong." Speaking of this, Jiang Xinchen didn't overdo it.

  The room on the second floor was originally intended to be moved by Jiang Xinran. He and Jiang Xinran also discussed the decoration contents. Meng Fu occupied the room as soon as he returned.

  Meng Fu looked at him and the Jiang family's eyes too much, no different from those relatives of the Jiang family.

  Especially Jiang Xinran's recent frustration has made Jiang Xinchen extremely disgusted with Meng Fu.

   "All of this was originally from Fu'er, how can I grab it?" Old man Jiang's expression was still very pale.

  Jiang Xinchen opened his mouth, trying to refute, but couldn’t say anything: “But Tong’s family doesn’t like her either. She doesn’t know anything, why do you want to take over...”

   "Have you ever thought about why she doesn't know anything?" Old man Jiang put his hand to his lips and coughed twice.

   "Grandpa!" Jiang Xinchen was a little worried.

Elder Jiang waved his hand and signaled that he was okay, and then continued: "She could have studied hard. She could learn piano, painting, illustration, etiquette, because she was hugged by someone wrong, so she wouldn't. You Have you ever seen the cocoon on her hand? It should be Xin Ran who didn't know anything."

As soon as this sentence came out, Jiang Xinchen was completely speechless.

  He remembered the rumors he had heard before, that Meng Fu had raised pigs and planted in the countryside, and he had a thin layer of cocoon on his hands. He was often used by his brothers as an after-dinner talk about this matter.

  But now, Mr. Jiang’s words woke him up, what's wrong with Meng Fu?

  She shouldn't have done these things, she was originally Miss Jiang family, and she should have lived a refined life.

"As you wish, Tong's family has come to divorce today," Mr. Jiang looked at him with muddy eyes, "There is a chance now, are you happy? I have not been right for more than ten years because of physical reasons. You should exercise more discipline and hand you over to your mother. Now that you have grown up, there are some great principles that I don’t need to teach, and it’s not long before I can teach you."

"Fuer originally didn't like staying at Jiang's house. This month, this is the first time she came back, or I asked her to come back cheeky. I don't care what you think, since she is your sister, in Jiang's house, You have to respect her and respect her."

  After saying this, Mr. Jiang left.

  He left. Jiang Xinchen could have gotten up, but he didn't. He just sat on the ground and couldn't say a word.

  He has always been thinking about questions from Jiang Xinran's standpoint. Today, what the old man said made him feel astonished.

  In the two years since Meng Fu came back, he heard Jiang Xinran cry many times, but he had never heard Meng Fu tell him once. Every time she saw her, she looked very awkward.

  It is clear that the most aggrieved person should be Meng Fu.

  Jiang Xinchen knelt in the ancestral hall for an hour, until Jiang Xinran came to him, and he didn't get up.

   "You... you eat first." Seeing Jiang Xinran, Jiang Xinchen didn't know what expression he would use, so he knelt down again facing the ancestral memorial tablet again.

   Jiang Xinchen's attitude has obviously changed. Jiang Xinran looked at him, pressed his lower lip, and said nothing.

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  Meng Fu stayed at Jiang’s house for a day.

  The next day she was going to shoot the cover of the magazine. Su Di’s car was already waiting at Jiangjia Road. She got dressed and she saw Jiang Xinchen standing at the door with a cold face.

  Meng Fu also didn't speak, he just put on a mask on his own, as if he hadn't seen him.

  At this time, Jiang Xinchen should be cynical, but he didn’t. He just said stiffly: “This is the ticket to the art exhibition. If you like painting, you can go and see it.”

  He handed his ticket to Meng Fu, and whether she wanted it or not, he left.

  Meng Fu looked at Jiang Xinchen’s back, raised his eyebrows, and muttered, "No A Xun is cute."

  She put the ticket into her bag, buttoned her hat, and left. She was wearing the same clothes that she wore back to Jiang's house. She did not wear the clothes in Jiang's closet.

  Today, Meng Fu is going to shoot a magazine, and after the shooting, he will go to participate in the training of the global stage, which is a bit busy.

  Of course, today is also Jiang Xinran’s painting exhibition.

  Painting has always been popular in recent years because of the relationship between the four major associations. There were a bunch of people lined up at the door early in the morning. Although it was only a municipal exhibition, many people flew by from all over the country to see the exhibition.

   Jiang Xinran, Yu Zhenling, and Mrs. Tong had come early.

  They are VIPs, so naturally there is no need to line up.

  The paintings in the exhibition belong to individuals.

  There are still two hours before the exhibition at ten o'clock in the morning.

  A few people sat in the lounge for a while, and the talent in charge of the art exhibition came to the lounge to look for Jiang Xinran and was very respectful: "Miss Jiang, the vice chairman asked you to give me the painting, and it has been arranged to your booth."

  Jiang Xinran nodded, she was also a little nervous, but the steward Jiang smiled, so that she didn't need to be nervous, and went to the lounge to get Jiang Xinran's painting by herself.

  The painting is in a brocade box, and the packaging is very careful.

  The person in charge of the exhibition took it over carefully. Instead of leaving immediately, he inspected the painting with Jiang Xinran face to face. This is the industry's rule. Otherwise, if the painting was exhibited, the error cannot be verified.

  As soon as he opened the brocade box, he stopped.

   Jiang Xinran's brocade box is empty.

Mrs. Tong and Yu Zhenling, who were laughing and feasting, saw the empty box in an instant, and the corners of the smiling lips of the two of them were closed in an instant.

  The smile on Jiang Xinran's face also disappeared, she stood up suddenly, turned back to the inside of the lounge, looked it up from start to finish, her face instantly turned white.

  The youth competition is just around the corner. If she makes a mistake in this exhibition, it will have a great impact on her.

   "Ms. Jiang, did you go somewhere before you came? Who did you contact?" The staff member saw her look and knew that something was not good, so she spoke directly.

  The art association is very competitive, and this is the time again.

  Jiang Xinran shook her head, she was very pale and could not speak.

  Yu Zhenling shook her head: "No, we are very careful, and we took them home for safekeeping..."

  Speaking of this, Yu Zhenling paused, and suddenly remembered something, she suddenly turned her head to look at the housekeeper Jiang, her expression gloomy: "Housekeeper, call Meng Fu and ask her to come over right away."

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  (End of this chapter)