Chapter 110: 111: The Real Bai Fumei

Someone recognized the person in the photo.
The boy's voice trembled a bit. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Ling knowing: "Jiang Puqing, yes, it's yours...?"
The boy hesitantly asked: "Jiang Puqing's surname is Jiang, and your surname is Jiang. Are you sure?
"Ah," Jiang Ling knew that he had never deliberately concealed his family background. After hesitating, he generously admitted: "He is, my father."
Crowd: "..."
The name Jiang Puqing should not be known to anyone present.
People who often appear in financial reports.
The boss of Nancheng real estate.
I have developed many large projects, and I heard that there are new projects under development recently.
For a long time.
It turns out that this person in front of me is the real Bai Fumei!
However, she also seemed too low-key.
The boy found it incredible, so he took out his phone and searched it: "Moreover, the information about the contestants' resumes is very detailed."
The boy was almost shocked: "That said, this should also be true. He started to learn piano at the age of five and won the Grand Prize in the Nancheng Division of the International Piano Competition. There are several gold and silver awards in the Junior Division of major international competitions. He started to learn folk dance at the age of six and was on TV..."
"..."
Jiang Ling knew that he felt a little suffocated.
Is the Internet so developed now, and can it leave people with a little privacy?
She is usually low-key, but her family background has not deliberately concealed it. The school knows a lot of people, and she doesn't feel much about it.
She felt that she was no different from them, and the old man's machine was still used.
How come this is ridiculed, yin and yang strange.
So I couldn't help but replied.
Unexpectedly, the Internet is too developed. After such a short time, the information will be dug cleanly.
Li Shunan put his arms on the back of the girl's chair, stretched his long legs arbitrarily, raised his eyebrows, his expression was a bit playful.
He knows that the small tablemate has a solid family.
Gee,
I didn't expect it to be from a wealthy family.
The boy's cell phone was passed to him at some point.
Li Shunan flipped through the information with one hand, including photos and videos of the small tablemates.
Fingertips tapped twice on the screen.
I clicked save at random, found my WeChat, clicked send, then deleted the photos cleanly, and returned the phone carelessly.
After the boy got his phone again, he was ready to enjoy it, and saw the empty interface:...
Qi Xia's face was completely gone.
Can't compare with study, talent, and family.
She seemed to only see the big words written on her face.
Insult yourself.
Qi Xiayu stood up, tearfully staring at her, and bit her lower lip: "You are too much. Is it fun to play with others? It's fun to pretend to be poor here, isn't it?"
After speaking, he glanced at Li Shunan with teary eyes and found that the boy's eyes never fell on her for a second from beginning to end.
Until now, such gentle eyes were staring at Jiang Lingzhi.
She couldn't bear it, wiped a tear, turned and ran out.
"Xia Xia." The girl who had been sitting next to her also stood up and yelled at her back.
Qi Xia's back disappeared at the gate of the yard, and the girl turned around and accused them: "You are too much, how can you treat Xia Xia like this? She didn't do anything wrong, why should you say that?"
Crowd: "..."