<h4>Chapter 69: Disguise</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong> Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    She took the things in his hand. They were quiteplete. She was already prepared for a few things to be out of stock. She did not expect Jiang Ye to have such connections in Jiang City. It seemed that this frivolous young master was not as useless as the rumors said he was.


    This time, he really changed Song Jiaren’s opinion of him.


    While Jiang Ye was drinking water, Song Jiaren had already thrown the cast in her hand into the water basin. White smoke kept rising from the steaming water, which made Jiang Ye look over curiously.


    Song Jiaren spread everything out on the table. Shortly after, a mask gradually formed in her hand.


    The mask, as thin as a cicada’s wing, was very lifelike. Jiang Ye watched in shock as Song Jiaren changed her appearance in front of him. Was this really something that a human could do? Could it be that the art of disguise really existed?


    Song Jiaren’s tightly shut eyes slowly opened. Her face had already changed


    from a morous face to a delicate and angelíc one. Although she was also


    very beautiful, she was no longer as feisty-looking as before.


    Song Jiaren looked at the mirror and carefully rubbed the edge of the mask. She


    could still feel a small gap now. In a few hours, she would be able to


    pletely integrate it. She looked around and after making sure that there


    was no problem, she nodded in satisfaction.


    She turned to ask Jiang Ye, “How is it?


    Jiang Ye pped and said, “This is simply a miracle. How did you do it?”


    Song Jiaren raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, “Didn’t you see it all?


    Jiang Ye smiled in embarrassment. He had always thought that Song Jiaren was


    fooling around. He had been busy looking at the bubbling water and hadn’t


    seen what she was doing. He regretted it. If he had known, he would have


    watched her seriously.


    At this time, the sky was already bright. The


    uet started in the afternoon.


    Seeing his tired face, Song Jiaren urged him to go back and catch up on his


    sleep.


    When the two of them woke up again, it was about time. The gown that Jiang


    Ye had bought was also sent over. The two of them ate a simple meal and


    changed into the gown before setting off for the Jiang family.


    At the entrance of the Jiang family’s banquet.


    Song Jiaren, who was dressed in a white gauze dress and had her arm around


    Jiang Ye, who was in a ck suit, was standing at the door. There were various


    luxury cars parked at the door. Many of the car te numbers were those of


    political celebrities. From this, it could be seen that the Jiang family was


    extremely powerful in Jiang City.


    Song Jiaren’s heart sank. How did her mother get involved with such a family?


    And what was that jade pendant? Why were so many people fighting over it?


    What did it represent?


    She took a deep breath and suppressed these questions in her heart. Sooner or


    ter, she would solve the mystery.


    Jiang Ye looked down at her with gentle eyes. He made a gentlemanly gesture


    and said, “Let’s go in.”


    Song Jiaren nodded and the two of them entered the Jiang family’s home.


    Jiang Ye’s family was nothing to the Jiang family’s main family, so not many


    people noticed them when they entered the banquet. Song Jiaren was very


    satisfied with this. This situation was just right for her to find Song Meiyu’s


    whereabouts. The moment they entered the banquet, the two of them found a


    small corner to stand in.


    Jiang Ye pointed at the person in the center of the crowd and deliberately


    lowered his voice to introduce him to Song Jing “Look at the old man in the


    middle. He’s the Old Master of the Jiang family. The person standing beside


    him is his son, the current head of the Jiang family. However, the Jiang family


    is still controlled by Old Master Jiang. His son is just a puppet, but Mr. Jiang is


    famous for being a filial son.”


    Song Jiaren held a ss of wine in her hand and shook it gently. When she


    heard this, she looked over and happened to see the man in his forties or fifties


    being scolded by his father in front of everyone. However, he lowered his head


    and did not dare to saya word. Song Jiaren raised her eyebrows. It seemed like


    the rtionship between this tather and son was not good.


    Although Mr. Jiang was very gentle and epting of old Master Jiang’s


    scolding and looked like a filial son, there was a w in his gentleness. If their


    rtionship was really good, upon facing a father who humiliated them in


    public, any normal son would be angry or unwilling to ept it, but he endured


    it.


    It was this perfection that exposed him. Song Jiaren’s gaze turned to the man


    standing beside Mr. Jiang. He was Jiang Zhe, whom she had seen before. She


    touched the disguise on her face. Fortunately, she was prepared.