The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: 047 Director Jian doesn’t care about his master’s post (second update)_1

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Bai Lian looked at the other person, her eyes pausing momentarily upon the sight of the person’s bare arms.

She couldn’t help but look up to the sky.

“Little Wang, put your clothes on,” Grandma Wang misinterpreted her glance and scolded him before comforting Bai Lian warmly, “Don’t be afraid. Little Wang’s tattoos might look fierce, but he is actually very honest. You don’t need to be scared.”

Wang Youfeng looked at Bai Lian and silently reached for his jacket hanging to the side, putting it on.

Bai Lian also recognized him, this was the person she had once saved in the alley.

Without changing expression, she helped Grandma Wang to the main room.

Once inside, she saw three ancestral tablets placed there.

In front of the central tablet was a dry sunflower.

She looked at the three neatly arranged tablets for a moment before shifting her gaze away.

“Classmate,” Wang Youfeng, having properly put on his shirt, poured a glass of water for Bai Lian and Grandma Wang, then offered with a smile, “Have a drink of water.”

After finishing her water, Bai Lian prepared to go home.

By that time, it had already become dark outside.

Leaning on a walking stick, Grandma Wang stepped out and looked at Wang Youfeng, who was filling soil in the courtyard, “Little Wang, it’s not safe when it’s dark. Escort Bai Lian home.”

Wang Youfeng looked at Grandma Wang, hesitated as if he wanted to say something.

He turned to look at Bai Lian, who was holding her schoolbag, her pale fingers tapping on her phone to study words, a wooden hairpin slanted in her hair, her school uniform spotless, and she lazily glanced at him.

Raising her eyebrows.

With an expression that said, “Try looking at me one more time.”

Wang Youfeng immediately averted his gaze: “…”

In such a manner, did he think she needed his escort?

He quietly set down the shovel and escorted Bai Lian to the door.

Both of them tacitly said nothing in front of Grandma Wang. Once outside, Wang Youfeng finally spoke in a muffled voice, “Do you live here too? I’ve never heard about it before.”

“Just moved in.” Bai Lian spoke slowly, chopping off another word.

No wonder.

Wang Youfeng nodded, he had thought as much that someone so tough had shown up on Purest Street.