The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 287

Chapter 287: 109 composed the divine piece, reviewing the long spear (second update)_2

She didn’t have the dean’s contact information.

“I’ll ask for you,” Bai Lian said, standing in front of Jiang He, lazily reaching out to grab the collar at the back of his neck.

With Bai Lian by her side and Jiang Fulai not around, Pu Xiaohan dared to greet Jiang He with a smile, “Xiaoniao.”

Jiang He’s little face was very cold.

He attempted to resist the name “Jiang Xiaoniao” with all his might.

Jiang Fulai was busy on Monday, the driver was Ming Dongheng, and Bai Lian didn’t send a message to inquire with Jian Zhongyou until after she got in the car.

Dean Jian: “No need”

Dean Jian: “Just come to our school.”

Bai Jian: “I want to apply to Jiangjing University.”

Dean Jian: “What’s so good about it?”

He was even more carefree than Bai Lian, as at his level as the dean, he was no longer trapped by money, but pursued the true temple of art.

Bai Lian threw this screenshot to Sister Xin.

Sister Xin: “…”

This screenshot was explosive to the entire entertainment industry.

Every sentence could make netizens collapse.

The car soon stopped at the entrance to an ancient-looking courtyard; it was Pu Xiaohan’s first time here. She saw the iron fence covered in colorful vines and a winding cobblestone path leading to an ancient Chinese three-story building.

She was greatly amazed.

The three people sitting in the garden chairs in front of the building turned their heads quickly upon hearing the noise.

When Chen Jingyu saw Bai Lian, he put down the document in his hand and exclaimed with joy, “Miss Bai, you’ve come?”

Bai Lian’s visits here were even fewer than to the library.

“I’ll go make some tea,” Ming Dongheng said, heading for the hall as soon as the car stopped.

Chen Jingyu remembered Bai Lian liked the pastries here and hurried after him, “Miss Bai, I’ll check the kitchen.”

The other two also stood up upon seeing this—the man was Chen Jingyu and the woman, Yu Hongyi.

This time Yu Hongyi finally got a clear look at Bai Lian; she sized up the school uniform Bai Lian wore, which bore the logo of “Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School,” and said, “Hello, I am Yu Hongyi.”

She introduced herself.

She used “I am” instead of “my name is.”

Normally, those without some level of fame would not dare introduce themselves that way.

Yu Hongyi wore casual clothes, and as she was always ranked at the top in Zhongwu, there was an inevitable arrogance in her movements that she couldn’t completely conceal, and her presence was strong. Pu Xiaohan didn’t dare to speak to her and just stood by Bai Lian.

“Bai Lian,” Bai Lian nodded to her briefly, to the point.

After speaking, she led Pu Xiaohan towards the small lab.

Jiang He followed closely behind her.

“What is this?” Pu Xiaohan asked in surprise, looking at the air-raid shelter door to the left of the small wooden building.

By Yu Hongyi’s side, upon seeing that Bai Lian was heading in that direction, Chen Jingyu quickly tried to stop her, glanced at Bai Lian, and frowned, “This is a critical research area; you can’t go there.”

Everyone knew what position Jiang Fulai held.

The research and labs were top-secret documents.

In his critical research area, aside from his team members, not even Ming Dongheng or old Mr. Chen could enter and exit at will.

Yu Hongyi also looked over, her gaze flitting indifferently over Bai Lian’s school uniform before settling on Jiang He behind her, “You might not be aware, but everything here cannot be tampered with. Xiaohe surely knows this, right?”