The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276: 105 Brother Jiang’s Gift of a Guqin, a Cross-Century Top-Tier Collaboration (Second Update)_1

It was mainly because she had just finished talking to a person with the surname Jian.

Pu Xiaohan wasn’t familiar with Jian Zhe, the two had only met a few times, so she simply smiled, “Someone I met on a short video app.”

She was highly cautious. Aside from the people in her fifteenth class, no one else knew about her online account.

Someone she met on a short video app?

Oh, an internet friend.

Jian Zhe nodded.

Bai Lian was sitting lazily at the edge of a child’s stool, one leg bent, her posture casual and relaxed.

She held a calligraphy brush in her hand and, under the astonished gaze of the child, wrote a character.

After she finished writing, she calmly put down the brush, walked to the door, and said to Pu Xiaohan, “Are you two still chatting?”

Bai Lian was quite surprised.

The guzheng wasn’t her forte; her technique wasn’t considered high-level. She played “The White Robed Journey” well only because she was the original composer.

Pu Xiaohan shrugged and showed her phone to Bai Lian.

Bai Lian looked down—

Jian Zhongyou: [?]

Pu Xiaohan hadn’t yet replied to him.

Bai Lian scrolled up, noticing the change in their styles from bottom to top.

From [Today?][No.]

To [1?][1.]

And now to the present.

The two of them messaged almost every day, but later on, Pu Xiaohan didn’t ask Bai Lian every day, especially during the time when Zhang Shize had an incident.

However, this Dean Jian was truly persistent about someone.

Bai Lian thought for a moment and handed the phone back to Pu Xiaohan, “Give him my contact information.”

Pu Xiaohan was stunned.

Then overjoyed, she took her phone and sent it over to Dean Jian—

[!]

[!!!]

[!!!!]

**

Jiangjing Music Academy.

Jian Zhongyou was in the meeting room, listening to a group of people at a meeting. He had an austere countenance, with deeper than usual furrows on his face. Although he played the guzheng often, it didn’t make him appear effeminate.

As usual, after sending a message to “one meal one big bowl,” he put his phone aside.

So many days had gone by, and he had almost lost hope.

He had thought that today would yield the same result. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

In the meeting, the principal was talking about the upcoming student plan, “We’re planning to recommend them in three batches to enter the Royal Music Academy…”

As Jian Zhongyou listened, he picked up the thermos cup next to him, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

His phone lit up.