After calming down her mood upstairs, Jiang Cheng went to the bathroom to tidy herself up and wash her face.

When I went downstairs, it was already bustling downstairs.

The guests have all arrived, and some photos of the Jiang family together are being played in turn on the projector that was temporarily set up in the living room.

Jiang Cheng stood still, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the big screen, and the photos flashed one by one.

There are photos of Jiang Yuan, photos of Xu Xiuwan and her father, and photos of several people. The photos are played in turn.

She stood on the stairs for a long time, and she didn't see a photo of her until the photos were cycled through.

It's as if she is not from the Jiang family at all.

To say that her only presence in these photos is probably the dress that belongs to Jiang Yuan.

The tears that had just stopped almost burst out again.

She raised her head, held back all the tears that came to her eyes, and walked towards Jiang Zhonglin solemnly.

At this time, Jiang Zhonglin was greeting all the guests to take their seats. She walked up slowly, her eyes red and shouted in a choked voice, "Dad."

Jiang Zhonglin turned around when he heard the sound and saw Jiang Cheng frowning slightly, "What's the matter with you?"

One sentence was like a cold awl piercing Jiang Cheng's heart. She raised her face stubbornly, like a child who had been wronged but did not dare to say anything. Tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"Dad, I am here to celebrate your birthday today. I have never thought about embarrassing you, nor the face of the Jiang family. I am my father's daughter. What kind of child am I? Dad should be

The one who knows me best."

Facing Jiang Cheng's aggrieved eyes, Jiang Zhonglin's eyes flashed with guilt. He turned away and said coldly: "Of course I understand you. It's just because I understand you that I'm angry that you did such a thing."

Jiang Cheng's eyes showed disappointment, and she asked in a weak voice, "Dad, doesn't he believe in his daughter?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Zhonglin frowned in disgust, "Of course I believe my daughter. But you really let dad down."

All the hopes that emerged in Jiang Cheng's heart were shattered. Her feather-like eyelashes trembled and tears rolled out. She no longer planned to explain any more. She took out Hua Lao's prepared work and said, "Dad, this is my birthday gift to you."

The gift is a picture of a crane celebrating Hua’s birthday that I specially asked for, and I hope Dad likes it.”

Jiang Zhonglin's face showed joy, he took it and slowly released the scroll in front of everyone, "Yes, it is an authentic work."

Jiang Cheng stood nearby and heard nothing else except these words.

Jiang Zhonglin's old friends were attracted by the painting and gathered around him. Everyone praised it a lot.

"This is Hua Lao's birthday greeting picture, isn't it? Hua Lao's birthday greeting pictures are rare. Is it authentic?"

"Zhonglin, I really didn't expect that your daughter is so capable that she could ask for a birthday greeting picture from Lao Hua. Today's banquet is over, but I want to stay and enjoy it."

When Jiang Cheng saw this scene, he didn't say much and wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

The gift she wanted to send had already been given, and she didn't want to keep it anymore.

As for the things that Xu Xiuwan and her daughter took away from her, after her father's birthday party is over today, she will definitely get them back one by one.

She would not tolerate the two of them deceiving her father with their hypocritical faces.

Just as Jiang Cheng turned around, Xu Xiuwan's intimate voice suddenly came from behind, "Chengzi, what are you going to do?"

She walked over with a smile on her face, went up and took Jiang Cheng's arm, looking like a loving mother, "Today is your father's birthday, our family hasn't sat down to eat together for a long time, sit down quickly.
Chapter completed!