Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"Zongjin, do you have anything to say?" Old Master Jiang asked for Jiang Zongnan's opinion, then turned his head and asked Jiang Zongjin again.

Jiang Zongnan had just returned from the company. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. In addition, the Jiang family's connections had basically been handed over to him to manage over the years. He had been dealing with famous people in Beijing all year round, so he had also developed a serious and refined sense of dignity.

His aura was actually the same as that of Ye Wuchuan and Qin Si, and it was different from ordinary people. Only those who had been in high positions for a long time could carry this aura.

In comparison...

Jiang Zongjin was more like an ordinary person. His clothes were simple and he did not care about branded goods. His dressing style was not so formal, either. He was wearing an ordinary casual jacket with a sports shirt inside. His aura was not as prominent as Jiang Zongnan's.

He also wore glasses, which lowered the aura of his body, and the smell of books on him was very strong.

At first glance, he didn't look like a successful person.

He was incomparable to Jiang Zongnan.

However, compared to Jiang Zongnan, Jiang Zongjin lived a more ordinary and stable life. Hesitation flashed

his face for a moment, then he pursed his lips and nodded. Dad,

two brothers for their opinions, Old Master Jiang withdrew his gaze, ordered the nurse to pour him a glass of water, and said indifferently, "I'll continue since everyone

divided all

undoubtedly cutting off her flesh. This was because Jiang Zongjin had not been in charge for many years. These things were all handed over to their family to manage, and they did

it was equivalent to giving them for

Wanru could only endure it desperately until Old Master Jiang finished dividing all the family

couldn't say

of the Imperial Mansion, the principal of Qing University and the Ministry of Culture had booked

the main seat to Liang Conglin and chose to sit in a position to his left. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

because he had drunk a

thin crimson was dazzling like the

echoed

the water, Ye Wangchuan was the third most beautiful in

matter how good-looking he was, not many people at the banquet had the courage to appreciate this stunning beauty. Basically, everyone would avoid looking at