Yu Zhenling didn't ask or look at Meng Fu.
Her eyes were cold, and the slap was directed towards Meng Fu with almost a trace of disgust. It was very hard and showed no mercy at all.
Not to mention Zhao Fan, even Butler Jiang and Yu Yong didn't expect it.
Zhao Fan came in with Meng Fu. Su Di was still a few steps away from Meng Fu, but his nerve reaction was fast enough. When Yu Zhenling raised her hand, he walked forward and grabbed Meng Fu directly. His arm made her step aside.
While he was taking action, Yu Zhenling's hand was also blocked by someone.
Yu Zhenling's hand suddenly stopped in front of Meng Fu.
"Mom!" It was Jiang Xinchen who had been leaning against the wall without speaking. He pursed his lower lip and did not dare to look at Meng Fu or Jiang Xinran. He was currently in the middle of a battle between heaven and man.
Jiang Xinran had been sitting aside. When Meng Fu came in, she didn't look at him.
Seeing that it was Jiang Xinchen who was blocking her, Yu Zhenling narrowed her eyes, as if she couldn't believe that he would do this, "Jiang Xinchen, what are you doing? Are you protecting her?"
Jiang Xinchen took back his hand, but he still didn't look at anyone.
Jiang Xinran raised her head and glanced at Jiang Xinchen, and she smiled mockingly.
Besides Meng Fu, Jiang Xinran didn't know who else could do this.
On the surface, he pretends not to care, but secretly his thoughts are dark.
Seeing that the Tong family broke off their engagement and that Mrs. Tong wanted to see her art exhibition, I finally couldn't pretend anymore.
"Mrs. Jiang," Zhao Fan didn't know Yu Zhenling, but he knew something about Meng Fu. She didn't react when Yu Zhenling came and started to attack. When she reacted, she blocked Meng Fu behind her. , glanced at Yu Zhenling, and spoke calmly: "Our artist's face has been insured for hundreds of millions. If this slap continues, future shows will not be filmed. You may not be able to pay the liquidated damages. If you have any problems, you can directly contact us. I communicate.”
Zhao Fan had no rights in front of Su Cheng, but she had been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, had a brilliant career, negotiated with major bosses on the same stage, and was very good at controlling her momentum.
Standing in front of Meng Fu like this, the bookish aura on Yu Zhenling's body seemed a bit weak.
Yu Yong, who had been silent until now, finally moved. He asked Yu Zhenling to step back first, then looked at Zhao Fan and explained a few words about Jiang Xinran's painting, "Meng Fu, did you do this?"
It's obviously a question.
But it sounds like—
Meng Fu, you must have done this.
At this point, Zhao Fan finally knew what was going on. She raised her head and looked at Yu Yong, a little puzzled: "You didn't even check, and you suspected that he was our artist? No matter what, you must at least provide evidence."
"You have to ask her for evidence!" After hearing this, Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu, her eyes filled with coldness and mockery: "Are you happy now? Xinran's first exhibition was ruined by you, as you wished. "
Zhao Fan knew that Meng Fu had been living in a rented house in No. 1 Middle School recently, and also knew that she might not be doing well in the Jiang family.
But he never expected that Meng Fu would face almost such a situation.
Almost alone.
Piracy of paintings is not only a fatal black mark for artists, but also a label that cannot be slapped on casually for ordinary people.
Zhao Fan was even a little surprised. She had been with Meng Fu for so long, so she naturally knew that these were not Meng Fu's personality.
Fortunately, she just felt it was wrong to go backstage and came in with Meng Fu.
"Su Di, please go check the surveillance." Zhao Fan sneered, and she directly ordered Su Di.
After Su Di understood the route of the whole thing, he left.
Su Di's thinking was very clear. The timeline in that painting was the Jiang family and the lounge. If anything happened to the Jiang family, the problem could only be here.
Seeing that Su Di was looking for surveillance, Zhao Fan suppressed a smile and said, "Vice President Yu, if you feel that my artist has stolen your things, I suggest you call the police first."
After saying that, she left directly.
Call the police
Hearing this sentence, Yu Zhenling almost laughed. If possible, she would also call the police.
As soon as the police were called, almost everyone knew about the incident. By then, the entire circle in T City knew that the biological daughter of the Jiang family had entered the police station for stealing.
The lifelong good reputations of the Jiang family and the Yu family will be ruined on her!
Neither Yu Zhenling nor Yu Yong told the old man, and they were even more afraid that the old man would be confused and cover up at this time.
Jiang Xinran almost laughed. She felt a little cold all over. She stood up, lowered her head, and smiled bitterly: "Mom, I will go back to my biological mother's house tomorrow."
"Xinran! What are you doing!" Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong's expressions changed when they heard this sentence.
Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but look at Jiang Xinran, "Sister, if you have something to say, please speak it up!"
Jiang Xinran said nothing and walked out regardless. Yu Zhenling directly grabbed her wrist and said, "Xinran, you are my mother's daughter. What will your mother do if you go back? I won't let you go!"
After Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu's identities were exposed, Jiang Xinran wanted to return to her biological parents' home and give up the Jiang family to Meng Fu, but Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen stopped her.
Meng Fu, on the other hand, moved directly back to the Jiang family without even thinking about his adoptive father and mother.
Now that Jiang Xinran mentioned this matter again, Yu Zhenling felt distressed again. She gritted her teeth and said directly: "I want your grandpa to make the decision! If he doesn't make the decision for you, I won't be able to kneel down!"
Meng Fu, who had been looking at everyone coldly, finally raised his head, "I didn't take anything from you."
"Xiao Jiang said that my sister got up at three o'clock last night. If she said she didn't steal it, then she didn't steal it. Maybe my painting was lost..." Jiang Xinran handed the phone to Yu Zhenling, her eyelashes lowered.
Xiao Jiang is a servant of the Jiang family.
The conversation on her cell phone with Xiao Jiang.
When she got up at night, she saw Meng Fu getting up at three o'clock. Who in the normal world would sneak up at three o'clock
"Now that the first exhibition has been missed, there is no way to recover it." Yu Yong glanced at it, then turned to Meng Fu, with a look of disgust on his face, but still said patiently: "Take out Xinran's painting, and we can pretend that nothing happened. There is no need to investigate this matter further.”
This meant that he was already sure that it was Meng Fu.
"How can it be regarded as..." Yu Zhenling frowned.
How can this be treated as if nothing happened? Yu Zhenling still wanted to tell the difference, but seeing Yu Yong's expression, she fell silent.
Indeed, as long as Mr. Jiang is here, this matter can only be left alone.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhenling didn't dare to look at Jiang Xinran and could only grit her teeth.
Meng Fu ignored her, didn't look at Yu Zhenling and Yu Yong, and turned to Jiang Xinchen calmly, "What do you think?"
Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips and opened his mouth, "I..."
He didn't dare to look at Meng Fu.
Yu Zhenling didn't want to hear anymore, so she looked at Meng Fu impatiently and bored: "You don't want me to call your adoptive mother and take out the painting."
At this time, Su Di, who had gone out to adjust the surveillance system, came back: "Miss Meng, we found the surveillance system."