Starting as a stand-in, the real daughter went crazy in the rich family

The night in Haicheng is full of shining neon lights and brilliant lights.

In the VIP room of the Paradise Club, several young men of distinguished status were drinking and having a small gathering.

Wearing a brand name suit with a clear logo on the chest, Yu Shaoming, who was dressed in a slicked-back style, hugged Shen Qianran and said lazily, "Your sister is too ignorant. Don't worry, Ranran, I will help you vent your anger."

Yu Shaoming was born into the wealthy Yu family. He was born with an indomitable arrogance, and his tone of voice was cold and indifferent, which was in line with his status.

He is four years older than Shen Qianran. They grew up together and can be considered childhood sweethearts. Their two families are of equal status, and the outside world tacitly assumes that they are a couple.

The two signed with Tang's "Feng Yue Tian Xia" entertainment company, established themselves as the second generation of rich people, and were praised by fans as the golden boy and girl of a wealthy family. Many people supported this "autograph couple".

Especially Yu Shaoming, who is doing well in the entertainment industry.

Already a big star in terms of traffic.

Shen Qianran's eyes flickered, and she snuggled into Yu Shaoming's arms, humming coquettishly, "Brother Ming, my sister came from the countryside, and this is her first time seeing the prosperity of Haicheng. She was dazzled by the world, so she behaved a little greedily."

Yu Shaoming smiled playfully, "It's not a big deal for girls to be vain."

Shen Qianran pursed her lips, a calculating look flashed in her eyes, "When Brother Ming sees her, please help me persuade her. A girl who has never seen the world can easily go astray when she first enters a wealthy family. I am her sister, and I cannot bear to see her fall."

The man sitting on the sofa next to him turned his head and sneered softly, his expression ambiguous.

He has an ordinary appearance and a thin build. He looks gentle and steady in his light-colored casual clothes. He is shuffling poker cards in his hands with dazzling movements, looking a little mysterious under the dim light.

"Mr. Jiang, give it a try." Several rich second-generations nearby said jokingly.

The man exerted a little force with his fingers, and the cards in his hand flew towards the target one by one. The sharp edges of the playing cards pierced into the target like sharp blades.

The whole audience burst into applause, and several rich second-generations complimented him one by one and took turns to kiss up to him.

"Young Master Jiang's card-playing skills are simply amazing. There is no one like him in the whole of Haicheng."

"That's right, our Young Master Jiang is extremely talented——"

"What can you compare with Haicheng? Young Master Jiang is from Imperial Capital. I don't think any rich young master in Imperial Capital has the ability of Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Xuan paused for a moment, picked up a card, pointed it at the rich second generation who was speaking, and glanced at his head.

He leaned back and stretched his legs wrapped in black trousers. "If you can't speak, shut up and don't make trouble."

The rich second generation was stunned, and was poked on the shoulder by the person next to him before he reacted and quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, I just drank a little too much, and my mouth slipped, please don't blame me."

Jiang Xuan carried a cold and oppressive aura. He bent his legs casually, raised his eyes and sneered, "Get out, don't let me see you next time."

There was a ruthless and dark light flashing in his eyes, deep and cold, making people shudder.

Several rich second-generations looked at each other in frustration. They failed to take a picture of the horse but ended up taking a picture of the horse's hoof.

They quickly apologized and left the room in disgrace.

"What's wrong, Axuan? Why are you so angry?" Yu Shaoming looked up at him and asked with interest.

"Don't blame me. You are a big star. You don't want to go to film, but you are looking for trouble with a little girl. You are so free, right?"

Jiang Xuan teased, raising his eyebrows to look at the man sitting in the corner, "Old Tang, you were silent all night, are you missing your goddess? When the third daughter of the Shen family came back, the second daughter was so angry that she cried. I wonder if the eldest daughter will be affected."

When he spoke, there was a cold smile in his eyes, which made him seem extremely cunning and hard to figure out.

Tang Yuewei, who was named, was wearing a neat suit, his profile was angular, his thin lips were stretched into a straight line, and he looked like an elite president.

"No matter who returns to the Shen family, it has nothing to do with Rongrong." He held a hexagonal glass in his hand and took a sip of iced brandy with a calm expression.

At this time, a waiter opened the door, pushed in a cart, and refilled the wine and fruit plate.

The door of the private room was open, and Tang Yuewei caught a glimpse of a young and slender figure.

In the corridor, a girl with waist-length hair and a baseball cap was standing there, and the dim and soft light outlined her delicate profile.

When a person walked over, he was shining with light, and there was a moment of surprise.

The glass stopped at his lips, and Tang Yuewei rubbed the wall of the glass twice with his fingers slightly exerted force.

The light dimmed, and the man's eyes were as black as if dyed with thick ink.

*

Club Manager's Office.

The slightly plump middle-aged manager kept rubbing his hands, a layer of sweat appeared on his face, and he looked at the girl in front of him nervously.

"Ms. Ying, I don't know what's wrong with this surveillance. There's a big problem for no apparent reason." The manager was so worried about this matter that he lost a lot of hair.

The big problem is that there are paranormal activities in the surveillance.

He almost asked a Taoist priest to perform a ritual!

Three days ago, a rich second-generation came to celebrate his birthday. Six people ordered a box of fruit wine and a bottle of foreign wine worth 200,000 yuan.

When it came time to pay the bill, the rich second generation acted like a spoiled brat, saying that he had never ordered such expensive wine.

The foreman and the barmaid argued with him and were beaten up by a group of rich second-generations, who also smashed the expensive equipment in the private room.

The second-generation rich man even threatened that if he was not compensated two million for mental and reputational damages, he would use the power of his family to shut down the club!

The club manager is no pushover either. He must have some background to be able to open a top luxury club in Haicheng.

He sent people to check the surveillance footage of that night, intending to throw the evidence in the rich second generation's face.

As a result, he was slapped in the face!

There was no record in the surveillance video, and there was no way to prove that the rich second generation asked for a bottle of wine worth 200,000 yuan.

In the picture, the foreman did not take any wine, and the bartender did not deliver any wine to the private room.

There was no trace of foreign liquor in the surveillance footage throughout the night.

Two of the rich second-generation's friends left halfway, but the surveillance did not show them taking away the empty bottles.

That bottle of wine worth two hundred thousand dollars disappeared!

Du Ying stared at the surveillance footage on the computer, slowly lifting a strand of hair with her fingers, as if she was thinking about something.

This is not supernatural, it is hacking technology.

"Well, we spent a lot of money to hire several hackers, all of whom are top-notch hackers, but they said there is no problem with monitoring." The manager wiped his sweat, his tone full of anxiety.

I know the rich second generation is up to something, but I can't find any evidence.

"Ye Zihe, the young master of the Ye family, called yesterday and kept nagging me. It's really hard to swallow this. It makes me feel suffocated." The manager clenched his fists.

"Don't worry, it's just a small matter." Du Ying simply sat down and quickly pressed a few times on the keyboard, and a series of scrolling codes appeared on the screen.

"This is an AI trick, it's quite advanced." A hint of interest flashed across her calm expression.

The surveillance footage was completely replaced by AI, so the evidence disappeared out of thin air.

Du Ying's eyes flickered, releasing a spiritual force.

The powerful aura instantly covered an area of ​​500 meters, and even the mosquitoes in the nearby park could not escape her eyes.

Following the network cable and virtual space, mental power quickly reads the remaining image fragments in the cloud.

Du Ying narrowed her eyes.

She saw clearly what happened that night.