The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: 009 monopolizes the moonlight, Backter Street_2

Translator: 549690339

Ming Dongheng drove off, and Jiang He leaned by the car window, watching Bai Lian.

Jiang Fulai’s fingertips lightly tapped the phone screen, and in the dark night, his brows and eyes seemed to be coated with a faint layer of cold frost. After a while, he lit up the screen to send a message—

[Go to the storeroom and find my physics notes.]

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The convenience store.

Two patrol officers came to buy two bottles of water and chatted with the store manager as if they were catching up on family news.

The store manager answered, puzzled.

Today, before leaving, Bai Lian had asked the store manager to bring her some electric cables. The manager handed them to her, along with a lollipop, covering the QR code and refusing to let her transfer the money: “Hurry back home, it’s already dark.”

“Oh,” Bai Lian put away the cables.

The patrol officers didn’t find out anything and left to finish their shift. Once they were gone, a neighbor dared to come over: “What did you do? Went across the river to steal something? Why are the police always watching you?”

“But I am a law-abiding citizen,” the store manager opened his mouth in grievance; he was also confused, “I can’t figure out what I’ve done wrong.”

Sucking on the lollipop, Bai Lian lowered her pretty eyes and walked innocently into the alley.

Just reaching the entrance of the alley, she saw the old man waiting there.

It was Ji Heng.

Bai Lian hesitated, then quickened her pace.

Ji Heng held a flashlight, only turning it on when he saw her, lighting the pitch-dark alley to guide her home, “You can’t rush your studies, take it slow.”

Purest Street had streetlights, but the inner alleys did not.

Only the dim yellow light from the homes occasionally flickered.

“I won’t.” Bai Lian took out her earphones, ready to listen to English vocabulary words and rejecting the suggestion.

Ji Heng: “…”

Seeing Bai Lian eyeing his flashlight, he warned, “…This can’t be taken apart.”

Bai Lian’s gaze was a bit elusive: “Am I that kind of person?”

“But I woke up this morning to find the corpse of my fan,” Ji Heng ruthlessly exposed her.

“You just looked at the wrong time, don’t believe me, check again in a few days.” Bai Lian stubbornly retorted.