The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131: 051 Young Master Jiang Comes Out to Save Someone (Part 2)_2

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But the memories surfacing in her mind were slowly searing her emotions. She stepped out of the Wanhe Building, then squatted down, silently looking up at the moon in the sky, her dark pupils reflecting the cold moonlight.

She wrapped her arms around her knees, and after a long while, she finally took out her phone.

On the phone was a photo she had sneakily taken at the dinner table just now.

It was of Ji Mulan.

She stared at the photo, her fingertips gently brushing over the face on the screen, and then she whispered very softly, “Mother…”

Ji Mulan.

She looked a lot like her mother.

Jiang Fulai had just returned; he originally planned to take Jiang He out for dinner first.

But while driving through the streets, he caught sight of a white figure squatting on the side of the road.

“Stop the car,” he said abruptly, sitting up.

The car slowly came to a halt.

Jiang Fulai, from across the street, silently gazed at Bai Lian through the window, past myriad lights, past a long river, just as the first time, she was looking at the moon, and he was quietly watching her.

She wore plain clothes, squatting with her back to the street light, her snow-colored skirt spreading on the ground, blooming like orchids.

She seemingly had no expression, just quietly looking at one place.

But Jiang Fulai always felt that at this moment, she was fragmented.

Shattered into pieces, scattered on the ground.

Jiang He also saw Bai Lian; he was about to get out of the car after climbing down from the chair.

But he was coldly seized by the back of the neck by Jiang Fulai.

Jiang He’s eyes widened, full of reproach.

Jiang Fulai glanced at him and casually pressed him back into his seat, “You can’t talk anyway, let’s go back.”

He got out of the car and then closed the door behind him.

Jiang He:

Is there really no police to deal with this?

Ming Dongheng in the driver’s seat glanced at the rearview mirror.

Indicating he was helpless to intervene.

Jiang Fulai walked up to Bai Lian; a person usually so alert at this moment didn’t sense his approach.

He squatted opposite Bai Lian, following her gaze to see a full moon.

After gazing for a while, Jiang Fulai commented, “Did you calculate that from this angle, the moon looks brighter?”

Bai Lian snapped back to reality, and upon lifting her eyes, she saw a face of extraordinary features; the sudden sight was impactful. The man’s pair of phoenix eyes were squinted lightly, his brow raised as he looked at her.

Even while squatting, his posture remained remarkably graceful.

“Ah,” Bai Lian thought he would return very late today; she turned off her phone, “Why would you say that?”

“I used to like sitting in the last row of the classroom, in one particular spot,” said Jiang Fulai, looking at her, his eyes exceptionally shallow and clear, “The school forum rumored that spot had the best study efficiency because I had calculated it.”

“But in fact,” Jiang Fulai continued leisurely, “The professor felt intimidated speaking with me in the front, so he asked the dean of the Ma Institute to have me sit at the back whenever possible.”

Bai Lian felt like laughing; she rested her chin on her arms.

She could imagine it; the professor not daring to speak, and not daring to find him directly.

He could only silently ask someone else to pass on the message.

“You came out early; have you eaten?” Jiang Fulai asked after seeing her expression before he stood up.

Bai Lian shook her head.

As expected.

He saw she was still reluctantly squatting on the ground, not very eager to move.

Jiang Fulai extended his hand, his gaze lowered, “Come on, I’ll take you to eat something that ordinary people can’t get.”

Bai Lian looked up with half-lifted eyes.

She stared at that glistening, slender hand for a long while; in the air, a faint scent of silvergrass seemed to flow, with continuous traffic on the road, and behind her were lights from a thousand homes.

She extended her hand.

The man’s machine-gun-like mouth seemed to be hit by a switch, instantly shutting. _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}