Chapter 844: Snatch a Sister To Imitate
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Of course An Mingchen isn’t a pig.” Ying Xiurui rubbed his brows. “I guess he also knows that Jiang Yilin can’t be trusted...”
“He knows that it’s not credible, but he still believes it. If he’s not a pig, what is he?”
Rong Xuelong had a lot of opinions about An Mingchen.
“You know that he has always been sure that his sister isn’t dead. In order to maintain this pretense of her being alive, he has always deceived himself in various ways. Jiang Yilin’s appearance is very much in line with his expectations.” Ying Xiurui explained. “She has his sister’s cross-stitch and can draw his sister’s coat of arms. Of course, she can also pretend to have memory loss. Anyway, don’t all the An family members have cognitive impairment?”
He suddenly stopped.
The atmosphere suddenly became... strange.
Rong Xuelong was stunned for a second, but she seemed to have thought of something in the blink of an eye.
The two of them looked at Su Yanyun with their silent and strong eyes.
Su Yanyun shivered. “You, why are you looking at me...”
“Do you know how to draw this coat of arms?” Rong Xuelong grabbed Su Yanyun like she was holding a chicken.
Su Yanyun was a little confused. “I... maybe... this, it’s not difficult if I practice...”
“You still have the An family’s bloodline!” Rong Xuelong wanted to pinch Su Yanyun’s hand until it hurt. “At least you’re not too afraid of doing a paternity test! You still have cognitive impairment!”
“So, so what?” Baby Yanyun was confused by Sister Rong’s expression.
“I say, instead of letting that bitch Jiang Yilin be An Mingzheng, why don’t you go! Go and snatch the An family’s sister’s spot!” Rong Xuelong slammed the table. “If Jiang Yilin can pretend, why can’t you! Go! Go now!”
Su Yanyun said, “Sister, calm down...”
Ying Xiurui heard Su Yanyun’s request.
He pulled Rong Xuelong, who was about to fly off on a rocket.
“Wait, let’s sort this out.” He adjusted the situation. “Xuelong, you remember that I told you that An Mingzheng should have actually died a long time ago, right?”
“Yes, you did. You said that An Mingchen told you personally.”
“So.” Ying Xiurui waved the diary in his hand. “Who is the girl who spent time with Rong Linyi in the nursing home?”
Rong Xuelong gasped and slapped her forehead.
Was she stupid because of her pregnancy?
Why did she ignore such an important question?
“According to your description, Jiang Chengxi knows about this girl, right? He likes this girl and is jealous of Rong Linyi, so he got Jiang Yilin to pretend to lie to Rong Linyi.” Ying Xiurui was analyzing the situation.
Rong Xuelong felt a strong sense of admiration for him. “Xiurui, you’re simply like Sherlock Holmes reincarnated.”
Ying Xiurui quietly accepted this flattery. “Zhengzheng’s cross-stitch has always been with Jiang Chengxi, but it was stolen by Jiang Yilin this time. I guess he definitely knows who the real Zhengzheng is...”
“Jiang Chengxi...” Rong Xuelong clenched her fists. “That bastard Jiang Chengxi knows...”
At this time, Su Yanyun, who had been listening in, felt her phone vibrate.
She picked it up and saw Du Mengmeng’s text message. “Are you free now? I might... have helped you ask An Mingchen out...”
“Xiurui is really infatuated. I heard that Rong Xuelong has had a lover since a long time ago, but he still refuses to give up.” Ying Sicai smiled and teased. “Sigh, but the people in our Ying family are all infatuated, just like you and Jiang Chenglong and me and An Mingchen...”
Ying Fuyi was clearly absent-minded.
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