The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: 075 Divine Picker Emerges from Nowhere! Annulment of Engagement (Second Update)_3

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“How is your sister-in-law feeling?” Director Chen hadn’t visited Shen Qing today; he only dropped Ji Heng off here. “I see Brother Ji has been in good spirits these past two days.”

“Not bad,” Ji Heng replied, looking down and taking a drag from his cigarette. It was only when he saw Bai Lian get out of the car that he said, “She’s here now; you don’t have to wait with me anymore.”

“Miss Bai,” Director Chen straightened up as he saw Bai Lian.

He called Ji Heng ‘Uncle’ and Ji Shaojun ‘Brother’.

And he still called Bai Lian ‘Miss Bai.’

After all, everyone addressed each other in their own way.

Standing two steps away, Bai Lian looked through the glass and saw the elegantly dressed Madame Song. As Ji Heng walked over, she listened to an English recording and asked, “What do you want to see her for?”

“Don’t ask,” Ji Heng exhaled a cloud of smoke, his voice unclear.

He stubbed out his cigarette before entering the coffee shop.

Sitting by the window inside the coffee shop, Madame Song was sitting upright. She had been holding her coffee and had noticed Ji Heng and Director Chen at the door for some time.

Ji Heng was wearing the kind of traditional Chinese attire he made himself, the very picture of a common man from Xiangcheng.

Madame Song hadn’t paid much attention until Bai Lian walked in with Ji Heng.

Only then did she realize that this man was likely Bai Lian’s grandfather, Ji Mulan’s father.

“Mr. Ji, hello,” Madame Song greeted Ji Heng very politely, inviting both to sit across from her and ordering coffee for them, “Bai Ao will drink, right?”

“No need,” Bai Lian said, sitting next to Ji Heng, tapping her fingertips on the table, “Just speak directly to me if you have something to say.”

“Song Min hasn’t arrived yet,” said Madame Song, somewhat embarrassed. She had called Song Min, speaking in a low voice, “Alian and her grandfather are here; where are you?”

At the other end of the phone, Song Min hesitated before replying, “I was discussing a topic with Shaoqi and forgot. Give me ten minutes.”

Madame Song had long been aware that Song Min wasn’t very concerned about matters regarding Bai Lian.

She looked up, helplessly explaining to Ji Heng and Bai Lian.

Ji Heng had always been a man of few words. He set his pipe on the table, grunted in acknowledgement, and said no more.

Bai Lian glanced at Ji Heng, and seeing that he was still waiting, she closed her reading app and sent a message back to Lance on WeChat. Only then did she open an app, took a pen and a neatly folded piece of paper from the hidden pocket of her long skirt, and began to work on a question.

A newly released question on optical physics.

Not overly difficult, she glanced at it, quickly sketched the refraction angles on the paper, and began writing down the solution at a measured pace.

Ji Heng watched from the side; she never used a ruler when she drew.

By the time Song Min arrived, Bai Lian had just finished writing. She was taking a photo of the analysis she had completed.

As for Bai Lian, he didn’t even look at her. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}