The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Jiang Tian, ​​who was sitting in the main seat, shook his head in disapproval and said, "You have to know that the plan can't keep up with the changes. This heart has been in Fu Zhi's body for long enough. Showing her face, now the country recognizes her identity, and the public loves some of her vests more than the fear of her being a different kind..."

"When this word is simple, it has evolved to today with so many variables. Public opinion is no longer a weapon that can kill her. We have to find another way to deal with her!"

At the end of Jiang Tian's speech, his tone sank, and he actually meant to blame Jiang Zong for his wife's benevolence.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zong still leaned on the wooden chair when he heard the words, and said without paying any attention to Jiang Tian's emotions: "You Jiang family are too cautious and cowardly in your bones."

He crossed his legs, curled his lips, and said somewhat inscrutablely: "There are variables, so all this is interesting, isn't it? If you can easily dig out Fu Zhi's heart and take it for yourself, then It's just a little less fun. Not to mention—"

Having said that, Jiang Zong paused, and suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Tiandao: "This world has changed a long time ago, we young people have the means of young people, you have repeatedly urged me to attack Fu Zhi, after all, you are still afraid of Fu Zhi." Zhi had no way to dig out her heart and give it to her before being taken back by the country."

"you--!"

Inflated!

Jiang Zong really swelled up!

How dare you contradict him!

The thoughts in his heart were exposed, and Jiang Tian became angry with embarrassment, wishing to beat this beast to death.

But thinking of the identity of the other party, it is different now, so he can only snort coldly, shake his sleeves and stand up, "You don't have to mock me, I just know that if Fu Zhi doesn't give you his heart, you will be a dead person who is not far from death! "

"Heart surgery is restricted. My son's heart is failing after you have used it for eight or nine years!"

"National Physics Competition, Burmese Stone Gambling... You have repeatedly refused to attack Fu Zhi. You know whether it is intentional tossing or reluctance!"

"I didn't hesitate to sacrifice my son's life to pave the way for you. I didn't wait for you to grow up and love your sons and daughters! Cangqiong Island is about to open, and when the time comes, the powers of several countries will go to compete for Shenshui. You must take her heart before that Only by ensuring your strength can we trust that you can achieve our goals for us, so that my son... let my son die a worthy death!"

At the end, Jiang Tian gritted his teeth, involuntarily thinking of a painful memory, his nose turned sour, and mist instantly rose from his eye sockets.

He stared at the face that resembled his youngest son, and it seemed that his youngest son's weak cry for help sounded next to his ears, "Dad, help me, I don't want to die..." But in the end he died because of his ambition. Four-year-old Xia Ye, on the blood-stained operating table, only the cold corpse of the young boy remained. The red to black blood will forge the prosperity of the Jiang family in the next few decades.

The life of the past ten years emerged in front of my eyes one by one.

The oppression of the father, the exploitation of the elder brother, the covetousness of the director of the company, and the hatred of the wife...

For a moment, he lost the strength to waste his words with the young man in front of him, he staggered a step forward, and slammed the door open.

The morning light shone on his face through the window, the sea was full of rivers and rivers, and the softness and delicateness of the halo enveloped him. He clenched his fists tightly, like a depressed and desperate beast after losing a treasure.

For a few long minutes, he seemed to have gone through another absurd half of his life.

...But, they are all poor people.

"Ye Ze."

He heard himself sigh, and turned his head to look at the young man lying on the chair, as if to persuade him to soften his heart, but also as if he was pleading, "You and Fu Zhi are destined to stand against each other from the moment she was born."

"You have to hold my son's heart and live a good life for him."

The man's voice was choked up, and the boy sitting on the wooden chair looked up. In his sight, his figure was bent and staggering, as expected, he seemed to have aged several decades in a short period of time.

But Jiang Tian is only forty years old, which should have been a great age, but the years have left too many marks on him. When a person reaches middle age, he will always soften his fatherly heart and yearn for children and grandchildren.

But Ye Ze knows better than anyone else that his young son, who is full of talent, learning and health, has long been pushed into a situation beyond redemption by his ambition. ?

He watched the man leave the background, and did not look away until the footsteps gradually faded away.

Spring is coming, and the wind blows up the rockery pond of the old house. Carps jump out of the water, and the tails of the fish are swaying with crystal water drops.

The young man named Ye Ze by Jiang Tian was slightly stunned until the fat koi's chubby body fell into the pond before he woke up, and touched the heart that was no longer alive.

"The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the world's hustle and bustle is all for profit."

"Everyone is like this, Zhizhi, don't blame me."

The young man seemed to have made a great determination, his red lips and white teeth no longer had a smiley and soft face, but instead changed into a gloomy and cold one, muttering: "...Jiang Zong's heart won't last long, and my time won't last too long." too much."

——

And the other side.

Also at a stalemate was Lu Chuwan and her manager, Sister Feng.

The talent show is coming soon, and Sister Feng has sought professionals to train Lu Chuwan many times, but——

As the old saying goes, there is never a return when a meat bun beats a dog.

The money was spent, and Lu Chuwan didn't learn anything well.

At this moment, Sister Feng was also speechless, so she could only sit in front of Lu Chuwan and remind her, "I see through it. You, with a bony body, are not born to learn dancing. However, Mr. Jiang invested in this talent show for you." It is singing and dancing idols, allowing players to continue training with zero foundation."

"The show will officially start in five months, and you will sing the title song "Glory" in the audition, with the piano accompaniment you are best at," Sister Feng lit a cigarette and said, "Every fan of addiction knows her best instrument It’s just the piano. When the instructor asks you to join the competition, you will sing the unreleased song "Moon Shadow". Don’t say it out loud, let the fans guess that you are addicted. As for the instructors asking you questions, you should mention your cousin Fu Zhi more. "

"Now people all over the country know that Fu Zhi is the daughter of the country. Many variety shows regret that they have no ability to ask for Fu Zhi. You should mention her more. Seeing her face, the instructors will give you three points and give you high marks."

"However, there are four mentors on the scene, two of them have a bit of a temper, and money can't handle it, but the remaining two belong to our company, and they won't embarrass you."

Sister Feng blew out a smoke circle, "Sing well, if you can use Fu Zhi's reputation as a fan of Fu Zhi for the first time in a variety show, and get Fu Zhi's fans to yourself, the company will create a daughter of the country for you The persona let you go."

"At that time, who would dare to doubt that Fu Zhi, the cousin of the country's daughter, will be a thief who steals other people's compositions?"