The smile on Jiang Ning's face gradually disappeared, and with a hint of ridicule, she said lightly, "So what if they use me, I am a bloodline of the Marquis family, and who are you?"
"If they had not held the wrong baby in their arms, you would now be nothing more than an ignorant village girl in the countryside. You have the same blood as Mrs. Zhao."
Jiang Mengyue was irritated by these words and screamed in retort, "Shut up! I'm not, I'm not! I'm the daughter of the Marquis family, I'm noble and have a distinguished status!"