The fake daughter was not exposed today

Chapter 129 Jiang Fu's account was hacked

It was around nine o'clock when we left the teahouse.

Jiang Fu felt like his wrist was about to break from writing.

"It's late, do you want to stay at my place?"

"I live nearby, so I can go over and clean up." Jiang Yilan declined.

Lin Zixu's apartment was nearby, so she went there to stay for one night and helped clean up the house.

Jiang Fu, however, understood it differently, "Is this the rich woman?"

I have my own house wherever I go.

The next day.

Jiang Yiran came to visit Shengzhou with breakfast in hand.

"Have you seen any ghosts lately?"

"No, it seems that this thing can really drive away ghosts." Sheng Zhou was very excited holding the model gun.

Although the use of exorcism is strange, it does not affect the coolness of this gun at all. If it is in the hands of military fans, it will definitely be discussed three times.

"Miss Jiang, would you like to have breakfast together?" Lin Zishan came out of the kitchen carrying a plate.

Then, she saw Sheng Zhou put down the model and sat directly at the dining table. His attitude was more positive than that of a three-year-old child who wanted to be a good baby.

Jiang Yiran looked at the food on the table: steaming pan-fried buns, coconut milk coffee, oil-drenched lettuce, and a small plate of pickled radish. Then he looked at the shrimp dumplings in her hand, which suddenly seemed a bit shabby.

"Miss Jiang, you're welcome. Please take a seat." Lin Zishan was very enthusiastic. "You're here, and you even brought some food."

He took the shrimp dumplings in the box into the kitchen, heated them up, and brought them out. Jiang Yiran poured him a cup of coffee. "The sugar is on the shelf, help yourself."

The bottom of the pan-fried bun was fried until crispy, with a crispy edge. The lettuce was also just the right amount of crisp and tender, the coffee was rich, and even the radish on the plate had a perfect sweet and crisp taste.

Ignoring the chef's chaotic brainwaves, this is simply the most perfect breakfast.

"Brother Shan, can you tell my uncle to come to my house to cook?" Sheng Zhou didn't even put down his chopsticks.

During these few days in Linzishan, he felt that he had become much stronger.

He was so busy eating that he didn't even touch the shrimp dumplings that Jiang Yiran brought.

Jiang Yiran felt uncomfortable as if he was being left out.

After the meal, Lin Zishan went to clean up the dishes, and Sheng Zhou continued to sit down and play with the gun.

Jiang Yiran was a little bored, when he suddenly heard the sound of a violin from next door, which sounded very familiar.

"Who's playing the violin?"

Lin Zishan came back to his senses from the sound of the piano and replied, "My sister who lives next door."

She went straight out and knocked on the next door.

She had a hunch that the person next door must be someone she knew.

After Jiang Yilan cleaned the room briefly, she found her violin and started practicing.

Ever since she was sure her hand had recovered, she had plans to pick up the piano again.

While practicing the piano, she suddenly heard the doorbell. She walked over and looked through the peephole.

Through the peephole, she met Jiang Yiran's eyes.

"I heard your piano playing. Can you come out and see me?"

It’s no use pretending that no one is home now, but how can I explain why she came to such a neighborhood?

The piano music in the room stopped for a while, and then the door finally opened. A familiar woman wearing sunglasses appeared in front of her.

Jiang Yilan pretended to be deep and lowered her voice, "What's the matter?"

She thought of covering her face a little like Jiang Fu did, so that Jiang Yiran would think it was someone else. Unexpectedly, the other party's voice was quite surprising.

"Sister Pu?"

Oh, maybe he mistook her for Jiang Fu’s nickname, that’s fine too.

"What's wrong?" She said indifferently.

"To be honest, your piano playing sounds a lot like a friend of mine."

"I'm not your friend."

"But the sound of your piano is exactly the same as hers. I heard it with my own ears. I haven't heard such a piano sound since she passed away." Jiang Yiran held her hand gently.

God let her meet Pu Qiuyue, probably to make up for the regret of Xixi leaving her.

Jiang Yilan seemed to have sensed something, "She is..."

Triggered by memories, she suddenly remembered who the other person was.

"Her name is—"

"Forget it, I don't want to listen." Jiang Yilan interrupted her.

Thinking about Jiang Yiran taking his anger out on her for her death, and thinking about the mental bullying he inflicted on her, she suddenly found the man in front of her ridiculous.

"I have something to go out for, so please come home early." She pointed to the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Sister Pu?" Jiang Yiran couldn't believe it.

She thought that since she treated Pu Qiuyue as a friend, she would feel her sincerity, but she didn't expect to be directly ordered to leave.

what happened?

Jiang Yilan ignored her and went straight back to the house to pack her things.

Jiang Yilan left only after she was sure that everyone had left tactfully.

When Jiang Fu returned home, he received a call from Lu Zhihai.

"Xiao Jiang, you're still in high school, right?"

"what happened?"

"I would like to recommend you to participate in a competition, which will be held in mid-to-late October. Is that okay with you?" he asked.

He studied Jiang Fu's project materials overnight and concluded that Jiang Fu was indeed capable. Adhering to the principle of not burying talent, he planned to recommend Jiang Fu to participate in an international physics competition.

"Can you please not give us so many practice papers before the competition?" Jiang Fu asked.

She could accept looking at example questions, but she couldn't accept a small test every three days and a big test every five days.

"No problem, no problem. I'll send you some example questions later. Take a look at them and do your best in the exam." Lu Zhihai agreed quickly.

Isn't it just about reducing the burden? As long as the little girl is willing to perform well on the field, everything will be fine.

hang up the phone.

Thinking of the competition, Jiang Fu suddenly reacted.

She seemed to be playing too hard, pushing Jiang Yilan directly into the top ten in the country. If Jiang Yilan failed in an international competition, she would be suspected of cheating.

She breathed a sigh of relief after planning to give Jiang Yilan extra lessons.

There are still ten days until school starts, I hope I can make it in time.

Afternoon, milk tea shop.

Jiang Yiran went to meet his friend, Sun Qian.

To be precise, she was friends with Sun Qian's teacher, so naturally, she had a good relationship with Sun Qian as well.

"Ranran, you're here." Sun Qian handed her the milk tea. "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Go ahead."

"My teacher, Lao Lu, gave my competition spot to someone else. Can you help me get it back?" She pleaded.

"Who?"

Sun Qian shook his head. "I'm not sure. I heard it's a high school student he's very fond of. He's very good at physics."

She could understand Lu Zhihai's love for talents, but she didn't want the teacher's love for talents to come at the expense of her interests. After all, after a competition, even if the ranking was not satisfactory, it could add a layer of gold to the resume.

Her age is just right to participate in the competition. If she misses this opportunity, she will never have another chance.

Jiang Yiran didn't think it was a big deal, "I'll go talk to him."

The other party is still in high school and has plenty of opportunities. It should not be difficult to get her to give up her qualifications.

There was a glimmer of hope in Sun Qian's eyes. "Thank you so much, Ranran."