The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: 068 Ren Qian suspended, VIP member!_2

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“You didn’t lie to me, did you?” Shen Qing handed the teacup to Jiang Fulai.

Jiang Fulai sat on the sofa, taking the new cup emblazoned with “Darunduo Supermarket,” and gracefully blew on it before taking a sip, “Of course.”

When it came to bluffing, Jiang Fulai had a knack for it.

Just by sitting there, he was as formidable as an army of thousands, so much so that even if he told Shen Qing the sun in the sky was square, she would feel there was some sense to his words.

“Good,” Shen Qing’s eyes darted around, as she started to inquire more about Jiang Fulai, “Xiaojiang, where are you from…”

Bai Lian was listening on the side and it was giving her a headache.

“Auntie, we still need to go make some checks outside.” She picked up Jiang He, “So we’ll be leaving now.”

“Hey—” Shen Qing yelled from inside the door, “Hehe, remember to come play with your sister next time!”

Jiang He, being held by Bai Lian, struggled to turn back to look at Shen Qing.

It wasn’t until they reached the downstairs that Bai Lian set him down, and Jiang He stared at the several excavators that had just entered the neighborhood for quite a while.

Bai Lian didn’t go to the library in the afternoon.

Ming Dongheng drove to the address she mentioned.

It was an old district in the east of the city. He parked the car, and as he looked up, he saw a dilapidated small quadrangle and was taken aback, “This is…”

Jiang Fulai also got out of the car and stood in front of the gate, looking at the partially hanging sign—

[Xingyi Martial Arts School]

The quadrangle was quite large, probably about five or six acres.

But it was almost suburban, with hardly any passersby.

The gate was made of thick red elm, and the four door studs had nearly faded, but one could still make out the peonies; the bronze door rings had revealed their true color.

Bai Lian stepped onto the stairs and gently tapped the door ring three times.

No one came to open the door.

“Are you looking for Master Jin?” A man passing by on an electric scooter wiped his sweat with a towel and grinned, “He should have gone to work on the construction site by now, probably won’t be back until ten tonight.”

Bai Lian already knew from Mao Kun that this martial arts school had closed down.

But she had never expected that the owner of the martial arts school would be on a construction site.

“Thank you,” she lowered her hand and thanked the man.