Chapter 336
Mother Jiang and Jiang Zhuxin nodded silently. This brat actually dared to come.
You choose to walk the path to heaven when it's open, and barge into the gates of hell when there are none. Then don't blame them.
Mother Jiang smiled slightly and said in a steady voice, "Please come in, that person."
These are their "distinguished guests."
The butler nodded and quickly went out, and a noisy commotion soon followed.
"Oh, is this porcelain blue and white? It looks so high-class."
This is underglaze red, it's completely different from blue and white porcelain!
Just as Song Shiwei finished complaining, she heard that honest-looking man's voice again, "This carpet must be custom-made, right? We have one at home too. Yours is of poor quality; it's not soft at all when you step on it."
[We have carpet, not cotton. With your incessant chatter, even a passing dog would get a scolding from you. It's really ridiculous. Are you coming in or not?]
Song Shiwei mentally cursed, "Are these two going to evaluate the entire Jiang Family before coming in?"
These aren't anxious parents frantically searching for their lost child; they're no different from the worst relatives visiting someone else's house. They don't seem nearly as worried as the police described.
Their leisurely pace meant that even the neighbors who liked Tongtong probably got in faster than the two of them.
Song Shiwei was right. The couple made comments as they walked, belittling almost everything that appeared in the Jiang Family's home, while also citing examples of their own amazing possessions.
Mother Jiang, Jiang Zhuxin, and Song Shiwei, who were sitting on the sofa, had long been impatient, their fists clenched tightly and their eyes fixed on the front.
After quite a while, the two finally arrived, albeit late.
Upon entering and seeing the magnificent furnishings of the Jiang Family's main living room, the two men's eyes lit up immediately; this guy was even more extraordinary.
"Wow, honey, this place looks really nice," the woman whispered, standing next to her husband.
The man nodded, a fleeting look of greed and hatred flashing across his face, but it quickly vanished.
I never expected that Lü Beitong, that brat, would have such good luck.
Her biological parents had been searching for her for a year or two without success, and they had also been secretly searching for this wretched girl for a year, but to no avail.
I never imagined that this brat had been trafficked to the mountains and had been rescued by such a wealthy family.
It seems the stranger who gave them the information was quite accurate; that brat Lü Beitong almost really did rise to prominence.
Even as an adopted child, Lü Beitong, from such an extremely wealthy family, would live a life that most people could never achieve in their entire lives.
Even Lü Beitong's current modestly wealthy family can't compare.
Looking at the furnishings in the room, his jealousy intensified. Why hadn't they met this family back then? They could be living this idyllic life now.
"Chen Dashan? Wang Erni?" Song Shiwei called out in a nonchalant voice, but her eyes were fixed on the two of them.
Their eyes were fixed on the Jiang Family's opulent decorations. Upon suddenly hearing their own long-forgotten name, they almost reflexively replied, "Hey, what do you want?"
[The way these two reacted instinctively is quite amusing. They've been known as Lü Yong and Xu Tuan for several years now, and they haven't forgotten their original names. They really haven't forgotten their roots.]
Song Shiwei scoffed inwardly, her voice tinged with anger.
Mother Jiang and Jiang Zhuxin darkened; these two were indeed murderers.
As they watched, a sense of unease crept in. They glanced at the three people sitting on the sofa, their expressions incredibly complex. "We're not Chen Dashan and Wang Erni."
"I misheard you; I thought your names were Lü Yong and Xu Tuan."
They hurriedly explained to the two women, even pulling out their ID cards to prove their identities. "Look, these are our ID cards. Our identity information is clearly written on them. How could we possibly be Chen Dashan and Wang Erni?"
Their flustered appearance did not clear their names; instead, it only strengthened the conviction of Mother Jiang, Jiang Zhuxin, and Song Shiwei.
These two are definitely counterfeit and substandard products made out of guilt.
They wanted to see what these two were really up to.
"We didn't call you just now. I called our housekeeper and nanny, Chen Dashan and Wang Erni."
"So you two are also Chen Dashan and Wang Erni? That's such a coincidence." Song Shiwei, his expression indifferent, even carrying a hint of joking.
But the two men misinterpreted it. They exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding. Had these two discovered something, and that's why...?
Then they thought again, "That's absolutely impossible. Apart from the old man who knew their identities, whom they had already killed, they had been secretly transforming into Lü Yong and Xu Tuan for several years without anyone noticing."
"Young Madam, is there something you need from us?"
As the two of them were lost in thought, the butler rushed in from outside, accompanied by a woman walking hurriedly. The two of them spoke to Song Shiwei respectfully.
"It's nothing, just a little misunderstanding. These two answered instinctively when I called you. I thought it was such a coincidence, but now it seems to be a mistake." Song Shiwei said calmly, looking at the flustered Chen Dashan and Wang Erni.
"Since it was a misunderstanding, it's been cleared up now. Quickly serve tea to these two guests." Mother Jiang spoke up at the right moment, successfully getting Chen Dashan and Wang Erni out of the awkward situation.