Because of what happened to the Tong family just now, the atmosphere in the Jiang family has been very quiet.
Yu Zhenling felt it when she came back, so she used Jiang Xinran to ease the atmosphere as soon as she came back, but she was instantly shattered by this slap.
Meng Fu paused, and for the first time, she turned her gaze to Tong Eryu. Her eyes were clear and bottomless.
The cute smile was gone on his face, but his icy eyes and body made people feel cold to the heart.
Seeing Meng Fu's clear eyes at this time, Jiang Xinchen rarely paused, and his hands became a little stiff for a moment.
"When you are eighteen, you have a C-level art exhibition, and you have the potential to enter an A-level art exhibition before you are twenty. Xinran, you are a little better than your uncle. You will have no problem getting into the National Federation of Art Associations in the future. I will definitely see your art exhibition." Mrs. Tong stood up and broke the silence with a smile.
Hearing this, the boy's father, who had been silent all this time, looked at Jiang Xinran in surprise, "General Association?"
"Mrs. Tong is so impressed. In the youth competition in T City in a while, someone from the Federation will be the referee." Yu Zhenling explained with a smile, "Her uncle recently added two art exhibitions to her, also for resume."
There are so many provinces and cities in China, and the odd capital city is the most crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
There is a way to talk about this. People in T City may not know it yet. Apart from those families in the capital, the four major associations are the most popular.
Among the four associations, only the Painting Association squeezed into the four major associations as an art association. These ordinary people did not know the reason, but they knew that the status of painters in Daxia was now very high.
To give a single example, if Yu Yong is a painter and becomes the vice president of the T City Painting Association, he will be able to stand alongside the Jiang family in T City.
When Yu Zhenling mentioned this, the boy's father's eyes changed when he looked at Jiang Xinran.
No matter who it is, as long as they can enter the Federation, they have a great chance.
Mrs. Tong left with Yu Zhenling after discussing the time to go to the art exhibition. She did not stay at the Jiang family for dinner. Today, her engagement with Meng Fu was terminated, so the Tong family could not stay at the Jiang family for dinner.
Yu Zhenling and the housekeeper went to see them off, "Xinran, come with me to see off your uncle and aunt."
The group left to inquire.
Mr. Jiang suppressed a smile and glanced at Jiang Xinchen: "Jiang Xinchen."
Jiang Xinchen also felt a little unreasonable. He lowered his head and his voice became softer: "I had a big reaction, but this is my sister's painting for the art exhibition. You can't touch it..."
"Fu'er, you go upstairs and rest first." Mr. Jiang turned to Meng Fu, his tone was much gentler.
Meng Fu lowered his head and said nothing. From this angle, he could only see his gently drooping eyelashes, but could not see the emotions on his face clearly, but Mr. Jiang's face darkened.
After Meng Fu went upstairs, Mr. Jiang's face suddenly darkened.
He turned to Jiang Xinchen and said, "Come out with me."
Mr. Jiang took him to the ancestral hall outside.
"Grandpa..." Jiang Xinchen felt a little uneasy when he saw the hanging portraits of his ancestors.
"Kneel down." Mr. Jiang said calmly.
Jiang Xinchen knelt down on the ground with a pop.
Mr. Jiang didn't look at him. Instead, he burned a stick of incense and bowed respectfully three times before speaking in Jiang Xinchen's uneasy mood: "Why don't you want to see your biological sister?"
Jiang Xinchen originally wanted to say no, but he couldn't say it under the memorial tablet of his ancestors. After a long while, he said dryly: "She robbed my sister's things."
"What did you say you robbed?" Mr. Jiang turned to him.
"Her room on the second floor, my sister had wanted to move there for a long time, and Brother Tong." Speaking of this, Jiang Xinchen looked away.
The room on the second floor was originally moved to by Jiang Xinran. He and Jiang Xinran had discussed the decoration content, and Meng Fu occupied that room as soon as he came back.
Meng Fu looked at him and the Jiang family with extremely philistine eyes, no different from those relatives of the Jiang family.
Especially Jiang Xinran's recent anxiety made Jiang Xinchen extremely disgusted with Meng Fu.
"All this belongs to Fu'er originally, why should we snatch it away?" Mr. Jiang's expression remained calm.
Jiang Xinchen opened his mouth to refute, but couldn't say anything: "But Tong's family doesn't like her either. She doesn't know anything. Why should she take it by force..."
"Have you ever wondered why she can't do anything?" Mr. Jiang put his hand on his lips and coughed twice.
"Grandpa!" Jiang Xinchen was a little anxious.
Mr. Jiang waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, and then continued: "She could have studied hard, learned piano, painted, illustrated, and etiquette. Because she was hugged by the wrong person, she didn't know how. You Have you seen the calluses on her hands? It’s probably Xinran who doesn’t know anything.”
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xinchen was completely speechless.
He remembered the rumors he had heard before. Meng Fu had raised pigs and farmed in the countryside, and had a thin layer of calluses on his hands. He was often mentioned by his brothers as a topic of discussion after dinner because of this matter.
But now Mr. Jiang's words have awakened him. What did Meng Fu do wrong
She shouldn't have done these things in the first place. She was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family and should have lived a refined life.
"As you wish, the Tong family has broken off the engagement today," Mr. Jiang looked at him, his eyes full of turbidity, "Xinran has a chance, are you happy? I haven't had the right relationship in the past ten years due to physical reasons. You disciplined me more and handed you over to your mother. Now that you have grown up, I don’t need to teach you some important principles, and I won’t be able to teach you for long.”
"Fu'er didn't like staying in the Jiang family. This is the first time she has come back this month. I shamelessly asked her to come back. I don't care what you think. Since she is your sister, in the Jiang family, You have to 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, unable to say a word.
He had always thought about things from Jiang Xinran's point of view, but what the old man said today made him dumbfounded.
In the two years since Meng Fu came back, he had heard Jiang Xinran cry many times, but he had never heard Meng Fu tell him once. Every time he saw her, she looked like she deserved a beating.
But it was obvious that Meng Fu should be the most aggrieved.
Jiang Xinchen knelt in the ancestral hall for an hour, and he didn't get up until Jiang Xinran came to see him.
"You... you eat first." Seeing Jiang Xinran, Jiang Xinchen didn't know what expression to use, so he knelt down again facing the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall.
Jiang Xinchen's attitude obviously changed. Jiang Xinran looked at him, pursed her lower lip, and said no more.
**
Meng Fu stayed at Jiang's house for a day.
The next day she was going to shoot a magazine cover. Su Di's car was already waiting at Jiangjia intersection. When she got dressed and came out, she saw Jiang Xinchen standing at the door with a cold face.
Meng Fu didn't say anything, and just put on his mask, as if he didn't see him.
At this time, Jiang Xinchen should have been sarcastic, but he didn't. He just said stiffly: "Here are the tickets for the art exhibition. If you like painting, you can go and see it."
He handed his ticket to Meng Fu and left regardless of whether she wanted it or not.
Meng Fu looked at Jiang Xinchen's back, raised his eyebrows, and murmured: "Not as cute as Ah Xun."
She casually put the ticket into her bag, put on her hat, and left directly. She was still wearing the clothes she wore back to the Jiang family last time. She didn't wear out the clothes in the Jiang family's wardrobe.
Today, Meng Fu is going to shoot for a magazine. After the shooting, he has to go to training for the global competition, which is a bit busy.
Of course, today is also Jiang Xinran’s painting exhibition.
Painting has always been popular in recent years due to the relationship between the four major associations. There were a bunch of people lining up at the door early in the morning. Although it was only a municipal art exhibition, many people flew over from all over the country to watch the exhibition.
Jiang Xinran, Yu Zhenling and Mrs. Tong arrived early.
They are VIPs, so they don't have to queue.
The paintings in the exhibition belong to individuals.
There are still two hours until the ten o'clock art exhibition.
A few people sat in the lounge for a while. The person in charge of the art exhibition came to the lounge to find Jiang Xinran and said very respectfully: "Miss Jiang, the vice president asked you to give me the painting, and it has been arranged for your booth."
Jiang Xinran 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 Xinran's paintings.
The painting is in a brocade box and is packaged very carefully.
The person in charge of the art exhibition took it carefully and did not leave immediately. Instead, he inspected the painting with Jiang Xinran in person. This was the rule in the industry. Otherwise, if the painting was put on display and there were errors, there would be no way to verify it.
As soon as he opened the brocade box, he paused.
Jiang Xinran's brocade box is empty.
Madam Tong and Yu Zhenling, who were chatting and enjoying the banquet, immediately saw the empty box, and the corners of their lips turned down as they smiled.
The smile on Jiang Xinran's face also disappeared. She stood up suddenly, went back to the lounge, and searched from beginning to end. Her face instantly turned white.
The Youth Championship is coming soon, and if something goes wrong in her exhibition, it will have a great impact on her.
"Ms. Jiang, did you go anywhere before coming here? Who did you come into contact with?" The staff member knew something was wrong when he saw her and spoke directly.
The competition in the Painting Association is very fierce, and this is a time like this again.
Jiang Xinran shook her head. Her face was very pale and she was speechless.
Yu Zhenling shook her head: "No, we were very careful and took it home directly for safekeeping..."
At this point, Yu Zhenling paused and suddenly remembered something. She turned back to look at Butler Jiang with a gloomy expression: "Butler, call Meng Fu and ask her to come over to me right away."