Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Chapter 1770 When Do You Plan to Let Me Go?

Chapter 1770 When Do You Plan to Let Me Go?

After all, no one wanted to be associated with such a person. In the future, whoever associated with her would be degraded. Under such circumstances, even if she could turn the world upside down, who could bring her around?

Regardless of whether it was the Ruan Family or the group of people she was close to, Jiang Zongnan had contacted them all. When everyone heard about her, it was as if they were avoiding the plague. No one was willing to help.

Jiang Yao was speechless.

Jiang Zongnan's phone rang at this moment.

He patted his son's shoulder hard and walked to the side to answer the call.

Jiang Yao was still worried about what to do next.

Then, he heard his father's slightly excited voice. "Have you found them? I understand. I'll contact the other party immediately. I know. Okay."

Jiang Yao was still in a daze.

Jiang Zongnan looked happy for the first time in two days. He strode over and said to him with a rare smile, "Your grandfather found out through his connections that the person who took your sister is from the He family. I'm going to contact them and try to reach a settlement."

Yao heaved a sigh of relief and nodded with a straight face. "I'll accompany you there."

At this moment.

Xianrou was still locked in a

and forced into a van. The windows were covered with privacy

not see the road along the way and did not know

she was knocked unconscious when they

in a small

room was less than ten square meters in diameter. Other than an old

bed, nor was there anything to connect

if she was locked up in a place that was isolated

not eaten or drunk anything for the entire day and night. Of

had been thrown into the

about to lose her cool, the tightly shut door finally

first glance, she could not see clearly the appearance of the person who walked in. She blinked and quickly focused

the person she saw

Brother Biao.

this moment,

accompanying a middle-aged man in his forties. His head was lowered and he was bowing. The arrogance he