The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: 011 Director Chen, that day Liang Zewen’s extraordinarily talented disciple_l

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Bai Lian held her cellphone and sent a message telling Jiang He not to hurry.

She was still in a moon-white long dress, her eyes clear and tranquil, reciting vocabulary in a calm and unruffled manner.

Upon hearing a voice, she looked up, “Waiting for your ancestor.”

No matter whether it was at school, at the Ren Family home, or anywhere else, Ren Wanxuan was always the center of attention, always pampered and worshipped by everyone.

Even Chen Wei had to make some superficial effort in front of her.

As for the Ji Family, even though she was very polite to Ji Heng, deep down she still looked down on the Ji Family members.

Ren Wanxuan looked at the long dress on Bai Lian, plain and unadorned, without any logo, clearly something made casually by Ji Heng.

In her eyes, Bai Lian was indeed the least noticeable among them.

When encountering her, one should at least be cautious and respectful, not so arrogant.

But she didn’t expect that someone she least cared about would speak to her so rudely.

The driver in the car couldn’t help but take another look at Bai Lian, and Ren Wanxuan noticed that the boys nearby were also looking their way. She was shocked that Bai Lian dared to speak to her like that, “What… what are you talking about?”

“Can’t hear clearly?” Bai Lian, looking at the next word, said indifferently,

“Then I can carve it on your tombstone.”

The driver wished he could cover his ears, trying hard to pretend he didn’t hear anything.

But Ren Wanxuan, with her sense of entitlement, didn’t get out of the car, only haughtily rolled down the window, so everyone in the car could hear Bai Lian’s words.

Even if the driver showed no reaction, Ren Wanxuan still felt that everything about her was being challenged by Bai Lian at this moment.

“You…” She was rendered speechless by the retort, and only managed to pull at her lips before angrily rolling up the window and demanding, “Aren’t we leaving yet?!

The car started.

The boy in the front seat glanced at Bai Lian by the roadside through the rearview mirror.

The look was as if he were observing a leaf, only for a moment before he withdrew his gaze, “You know her?”

Ren Wanxuan’s voice was cold with disdain: “Who knows which relative from the Ji Family that is.”

She didn’t understand how Bai Lian could be so entitled when she was merely living in a slum that hadn’t been developed yet, one that still used well water.

Chen Zhu nodded, uninterested, and didn’t ask any further.

“Mr. Ming, who is that…” The man turned to Ming Dongheng, inquiring about the girl’s identity. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}