The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119: 047 Director Jian doesn’t care about his master’s post (second update)_2

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Chen Zhu watched Ren Wanxuan and suddenly spoke up, “Bai Lian was not cutting corners; she hadn’t originally planned to play the zither.”

Ren Wanxuan’s smile froze; she looked up, incredulously at Chen Zhu.

Chen Zhu, however, did not look at her. “Bai Lian’s program was originally a sword dance, Chen Wei asked me to go back and fetch the Longsword, but Wanxuan did not inform me of this. The Longsword went missing unexpectedly, which is why Bai Lian ended up playing the zither instead.”

“You…” Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips.

She did not know why Chen Zhu, who had always stood by her side, was suddenly turning against her.

Chen Gang hadn’t expected Chen Wei to be involved in this matter either, and his expression turned cold as well.

“Wanxuan!” Ren Qian rebuked loudly, looking at her, “You’ll come with me to apologize to Bai Lian tomorrow.”

Ren Wanxuan’s mouth fell open.

At Ren Qian’s side, the secretary-general discreetly shook his head at Ren Wanxuan.

Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath, holding back, her nails almost digging into her palms, she lowered her head, “I understand, Grandpa.”

Jiang Fulai didn’t get home until almost one in the morning.

Jiang He’s mood had improved quite a bit.

Sitting on the living room carpet playing with blocks, the empty house filled only with the slight clinking noises of the blocks; it was very quiet.

Jiang Fulai lowered his eyes, unhurriedly unbuttoning his coat while opening a picture Bai Lian had sent him—a chemical question.

He glanced at it and hung his black coat properly.

As he passed by Jiang He, he paused.

Jiang He was sitting cross-legged by the blocks, attentively arranging them, with a piece of white paper by his feet—

On the paper was a lazily sprawled cat.

Jiang Fulai squatted down, his fair and slender fingers picking up the paper.

Jiang He, who had been focusing on the blocks, suddenly looked up at Jiang Fulai.

Jiang Fulai stood up, and despite not having rested much during the day, he didn’t show any signs of fatigue, his noble features still exuded an innate gracefulness.

In front of Jiang He, he casually folded the paper.

Then slipped it into his pocket.

Jiang He stood up.

Jiang Fulai glanced at him with a rather good mood, his presence dominating from a higher position, he spoke with gentlemanly grace, “It’s one o’clock already, if you don’t sleep, you might not grow as tall as your Sister Bai.”

On the side, Ming Dongheng, who had seen it all,

Jiang He watched Jiang Fulai go upstairs.

Then he looked down.

He tapped on the watch that had been returned after being lost and selected an icon of an ancient tower—

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