Song Zhiyi walked out of the hotel and found that her handbag had fallen on a chair.

When she turned back, she saw Sheng Jiaxin kneeling in front of Mrs. Jin, hugging Mrs. Jin's thighs tightly, pleading.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Song Zhiyi stood in place, glanced at Sheng Jiaxin calmly, walked to the chair and picked up her handbag.

"I'll come back and get something."

Sheng Jiaxin took a deep breath and looked at Song Zhiyi with heavy eyes, the expression on her face was panicked and stunned, and it was more of an inexplicable sense of shame.

Deep within her there was a dwarf of impostors in front of their original owners.

She slowly let go of her hand.

Old lady Jin looked at Sheng Jiaxin condescendingly, glanced at her coldly, and then said lightly.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Song, but I made you see the joke."

Old lady Jin glanced at Song Zhiyi meaningfully when she spoke.

Song Zhiyi naturally understood the meaning in Mrs. Jin's eyes.

She doesn't know anything about business, but after all, the Sheng family has been rooted in the capital for so many years, and in the early years, she used the power of the Jin family to gain a certain network, and if she wants to suppress the Sheng family, she is afraid that it will still be very laborious.

Mrs. Jin did not claim her back to the Jin family on the day of the birthday banquet, also because of the situation.

His old man's mood must have been more anxious and complicated than hers.

Song Zhiyi's face was polite and modest, and she replied softly.

"I didn't see anything."

As soon as her words fell, Jin Wenchen walked in from outside.

The smile on his face was extraordinarily presumptuous, and it fell on Sheng Jiaxin's body, smiled, and said.

"Jiaxin, your good friend insists that you are not a young lady of the Jin family, but an impostor."

"I think it's a big deal, and I have to make it clear in the open."

Jin Wenchen's voice was not loud or small, and the guests present could just hear it.

Sheng Jiaxin heard Jin Wenchen's words, her hand hanging by her side clenched slightly, she was still kneeling, otherwise, her legs were already weak at the moment and she couldn't support her body.

She knew that Song Xuewei's emotions were out of control now.

But I didn't expect Song Xuewei to think about the consequences at all.

If she is knocked down, then Song Xuewei will have no support.

Sheng Jiaxin frowned tightly, her eyes were flustered, but her brain was seriously thinking about how to bring the lie back.

After hearing Jin Wenchen's words, the second Mrs. Jin, who was about to leave just now, stopped and turned back, her expression solemn.

Jin Qianqian's face was also full of disbelief, she saw Sheng Jiaxin kneeling on the ground, hanging her head and being silent, her body trembling slightly, and hurriedly asked.

"Sister Jiaxin, is what Uncle said true?"

Sheng Jiaxin has returned to the Jin family for so many years, and some time ago, Mrs. Jin also held a banquet to announce Sheng Jiaxin's identity.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jiaxin is not the eldest lady of the Jin family now.

If this matter spreads, won't the Jin family become a joke after dinner?

Second Mrs. Jin attached great importance to the reputation of the Jin family, and her expression immediately became serious.

"Wenchen, tell me well, what the hell is going on?"

Jin Wenchen looked at Sheng Jiaxin with a smile on his face, compared to the serious expressions of everyone, the expressions on the faces of Old Lady Jin and Jin Wenchen were a kind of calmness and calmness that they had already known.

"Second aunt, don't worry."

"I also want to know, what kind of bear-hearted leopard gall did the Sheng family eat, and they dared to send their own daughter to the Jin family to pretend to be the eldest lady of the Jin family!"

Sheng Jiaxin bit her lip and turned pale.

"No...... It's not."

The lie was exposed, and Sheng Jiaxin is now full of weakness, and she can't speak well.