At nine o'clock in the morning, luxury cars began to enter Jane's house one after another.

Bai Yili stood in front of the door of the living room as the hostess, smiling with a hint of sadness, welcoming the guests who came to mourn.

She was dressed in a seemingly simple black dress, solemn and decent. However, diamond cufflinks and sapphire brooches, as well as a top hat with lace veil, betrayed her scheming.

Jian Congsu was dressed in a jet-black suit, standing slender and erect beside her.

"Cong Su is so old?" The wife of a well-known director came, holding her daughter, "It's really, hey, it's getting more and more like Xiao Man." ”

She smiled comfortably at Jian Congsu, "I inherited your mother's appearance, it's really dignified." Your white mother treats you really well. ”

"This is ......," the director's daughter asked her mother.

"This is Uncle Jane and Aunt Xiao's son, Jian Congsu." The director's wife has the heart to match her daughter with Jian Congsu, "But your Aunt Xiao is famous...... Hey, fortunately, there is Yili. ”

Jian Congsu smiled restrained and gentle, and put her arm on Bai Yili's shoulder, "In my heart, this is my biological mother. ”

Every year of the "performance", he has been formulaic skillful.

Because of the wrong age, in order to maintain Bai Yili's reputation, the Jian family has always declared that he is Xiao Man's son.

Since I want to make a play, I naturally made a full set.

The story of the Jane family can almost win the Best Screenplay Award -

It is said that Xiao Man committed suicide at home due to a terminal illness, and she knew that her life was short, so she deliberately entrusted Jian Fang, her two-and-a-half-year-old son and half-year-old daughter to her friend Bai Yili in advance.

And Bai Yili also kept her promise, gave up her right to be a mother after marriage, and regarded Jian Congsu and Jian Ni as her own. For so many years, I have only single-mindedly brought up two children.

The mainstream evaluation of her by the outside world is gentleness, virtuousness, greatness and selflessness.

In the empty room where no one was around, Jian Congsu pulled the collar of his shirt and tilted his head.

His neck is graceful, and his Adam's apple resembles a jade inlay. The most widely circulated on the Internet is a drunken makeup photo in his costume drama. The handsome boy in the picture sits alone in the desert, holding a wine bag in his hand, holding his head high, his hair dancing with the wind, his throat is like a peak, and the dripping wine is in his mouth, crazy and crazy, but cold and lustful.

He stared out the window at the vehicles that were rushing into the hospital, feeling a little suffocated.

Say he looks like Xiao Man?

Amusing!

These stupid and hypocritical people really come out of their mouths.

"What are you doing here?" Jian Fang found him, "I need you to socialize outside, get out quickly!" ”

"Dad, how many more years will this kind of play be done?" Jian Congsu turned around, with a little impatience in her expression, "I obviously have nothing to do with that woman!" ”

It's really strange to say, in terms of acting skills and stability, Jenny is completely inferior to him, but she is like a fish in water when she plays Xiao Man's daughter.

It seems that he is unaccustomed and out of place.

"Your acting classes are all in vain?" Jian Fang was even more impatient than his son, "What kind of effort does this kind of small occasion require you, just finish the procedure." Let me tell you, wait for Sheng Yumo to come, cheer me up, Nini's future depends on today. ”

As he spoke, a servant was poking his brain outside.

"Fang Ye ......"

"What's the matter?" Jian Fang and Jian Congsu looked over together, "Sheng Yumo is here?" ”

The maid hesitated, "No...... I have something here, I don't know if I want to show it to Fang Ye......"

"Something, bring it." Jian Fang is not a crooked person.

The servant cautiously handed over a few pieces of paper.

"This is ......" Jian Congsu saw the thing on it, and her brows suddenly twisted......