I was switched at birth after transmigrating into a book, but I used my superpowers to wreak havoc!

Chapter 365 Jiang 2 provides another divine assist

Jia Sheng stared at the fan intently, and in just a short moment, he had guessed many possibilities in his mind.

Li Jijiu must have come looking for him because of this fan.

This was his favorite fan. He used to play with it in his hands and carry it with him when he went out, so many people have seen this fan.

If he doesn't admit it now, he will be easily exposed later.

Moreover, this fan and the fan pendant hanging on it are both very valuable, he can't give them away for nothing.

Jia Sheng quickly revealed a look of shock, and said, as if he couldn't speak, "This is my fan. I had it put away after the weather turned cold. I didn't expect it to appear here.

I think someone in the family is dishonest and, knowing it's still cold and I don't know how to use the fan, stole it on purpose."

Father Jia immediately said, "My son, you are right. This is indeed his fan. I just don't know why it appeared here."

At the end of his words, he looked at Li Jijiu, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear. He hoped that Li Jijiu could give an explanation.

Li Jijiu frowned, and seeing that Jia Sheng did not look panicked, he could not help but secretly suspect that the painting on the fan was done by Zhang Shan privately, and Jia Sheng was not aware of it.

He sighed and said, "There is a picture on the fan. You can see it for yourself."

After saying that, he gently pushed the box forward and leaned back, looking very disgusted.

Seeing this, Jia Sheng and Jia's father felt more and more uneasy.

Father Jia strode over, picked up the fan and opened it quickly, and then he suffered the strongest critical hit in his life!

His eyes suddenly widened, his pupils trembled, and his old face quickly turned the color of liver.

Jia Sheng was a step slower than him and could only stretch his neck slightly to look at the unfolded fan, and then he also suffered a powerful critical hit!

"This is impossible!"

Jia Sheng instantly became furious and shouted excitedly, his eyes almost popping out.

Father Jia tightly grasped the fan in his hand, and his hands kept shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and snatched the fan from his hand.

Father Jia's face changed drastically and he quickly turned around to grab it.

However, when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, the blood color on his old face instantly disappeared!

Jia Sheng was even more agitated than him. Not only did he stare at him intently, but he also gritted his teeth and demanded, "Jiang Er, didn't you go to the Ministry of Industry to do your work? Why are you here?"

Jiang Er looked at the secret play picture on the fan with a smile, and raised his head to look at Jia Sheng several times, as if comparing how much he resembled the person in the painting.

"Why can't I come here? Who are you to control where I go?"

Jiang Er rudely spat at Jia Sheng and continued mockingly, "I really didn't expect that you, who are usually so serious with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually have such a hobby in private. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, not only do you like to wear women's clothes, you even like to be with men..."

Jia Sheng couldn't stand the filthy talk any longer and shouted, "Jiang Er, stop talking nonsense! It's obvious someone deliberately messed with this painting and is trying to smear me!"

"Really? Who would throw dirty water on someone like you? You're not some big shot."

Jiang Er curled his lips in disdain, "Don't think you can get away with this just by yelling a few times."

At this point, he suddenly turned his head to look at Li Jijiu, "I heard that you still have a bellyband that Jia Sheng wore. Where is that thing?"

Li Jijiu's face darkened with displeasure: "The things are not with me. This is Zhang Shan's residence. I am just the Jijiu of the Imperial College and it is difficult for me to refuse. That's why I stayed here."

After he finished speaking, he pointed at the bed with disgust and said, "The thing is right there. Because it is too disgusting to look at, someone has covered it with a quilt."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Er immediately rushed over and lifted the quilt. Sure enough, he saw a bright red bellyband that looked very similar to the one in the painting.

In fact, you can see from the painting that there are flowers and words embroidered on the bellyband.

It’s just that the words in the painting are too small and I can’t see what they say.

At this time, Jiang Er lifted the quilt and looked at the bellyband closely, and finally saw the words on it clearly.

His eyes lit up when he saw it. He grabbed the bellyband and unfolded it in front of the Jia family father and son, and deliberately asked: "Look, does this bellyband look familiar? It's exactly the same as the one in the painting!"

When Mr. Jia looked at the transparent bellyband and the words embroidered on it, the blood rushed to his head and he almost died of anger on the spot.

Jia Sheng roared even more excitedly: "Jiang Er, stop slandering me. This is not my bellyband. I have never had such a shameful habit!"

Jiang Er winked at him in a mean way and said with a smile, "Really? That's not necessarily true. Unless you try it on now. If it doesn't fit, it means this bellyband is not yours."

Jia Sheng was so angry that he was furious: "Jiang Er, you are going too far!"

Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth!

Jia Sheng himself was confused. Was he really that angry?

Unfortunately, before he could think about it, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

This fall frightened Father Jia so much that he no longer cared about being angry and quickly reached out to support him.

Fortunately, he supported Jia Sheng in time, so he didn't fall straight to the ground and injure his head.

However, Father Jia was old after all, and Jia Sheng was big. Although they managed to hold on, Father Jia was still dragged to the ground, his knees hit the ground hard, and he also sprained his ankle.

Suddenly, he felt a piercing pain in his knees and ankles, but Father Jia didn't care about himself. Instead, he looked at Jia Sheng in panic, reaching out his trembling hands to feel his breath, fearing that his beloved son would be angry to death.

Of course Jia Sheng was not dead, so when Jia's father touched him, he found that he was still breathing.

Father Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Jiang Er angrily, "Mr. Jiang Er, you're so aggressive that you've made my son spit blood. Don't you think you're going too far?"

Jiang Er rolled his eyes. "How dare you say I'm going too far? Your son did something shameful and refused to admit it. I just asked a question, and you think I'm going too far? Who is slandering you? Don't think that just because you're older, you can take advantage of your seniority and bully an honest man like me!"

"You——" Father Jia was furious at his scolding, but he was worried about Concubine Jiang and didn't dare to say anything too extreme. He could only force himself to save face, "Don't forget, I am Yao'er and Xue'er's grandfather after all!"

Jiang Er sneered rudely: "Oh, my Yao'er and Xue'er wouldn't dare to have such a morally corrupt and immoral uncle."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Zhang Shan and said with disdain, "I don't know what kind of vision Jia Sheng has. He actually likes such a useless man.

Did you write the poem on this bellyband? You entered the Imperial College, but instead of studying hard, you're actually writing this kind of messed-up stuff. It's really shameful!"

Zhang Shan had been so shocked that he was in a daze. When he heard his words, he immediately became excited!