The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385: 149 Brother Jiang gives a present, the principal of Beicheng personally invites (second update)_1

Ren Wanxuan lowered her head to hide the mocking smile in her eyes.

Who would dare speak of that in front of Qiu Boqing? Qiu Boqing was a high-achieving student in the humanities at Beicheng University and was preparing for his PhD exams.

“Boqing!” Qiu Xuezheng put his teacup down on the table and reminded, “That’s enough; come out with me.”

Qiu Boqing pursed his lips and said no more.

A group of people followed Qiu Xuezheng outside.

Bai Lian took a seat next to Jian Zhe, slightly leaning back in the chair, her hand resting on the table, only lifting her chin slightly, “Don’t you really want to get into Jia Yi?”

“I do want to.” Jian Zhe clicked his tongue. Who wouldn’t want to get into Jia Yi?

But even Jian Rong might not be able to get into Jia Yi.

Jian Zhe sighed: “You heard him just now. My calligraphy skills are catching up, and next year I could pass a decent grade, but those ancient phrases, I simply can’t comprehend…”

It was still manageable with the objective questions, but regarding the subjective ones involving ancient texts, sometimes Jian Zhe couldn’t even understand the meaning of the ancient text itself.

“If you want to take the test, that’s enough,” Bai Lian poured herself a cup of tea, her voice lazy, “As for the rest… you don’t have to worry.”

She took a light sip of tea, eyes narrowing slightly in the sunlight.

“Huh?” Jian Zhe didn’t understand and instinctively refilled Bai Lian’s cup with tea.

“I’m saying,” Bai Lian lowered her head, carelessly blowing away the foam on her tea, “after the New Year, find some time to go to the library with me.”

Outside.

Qiu Xuezheng looked at the three people with a stern expression, “What are you three doing here today?”

“The president asked when you will return,” Qiu Boqing said with his head down. Facing Qiu Xuezheng, he was still very respectful.

He meant the president of Beicheng.

“I’ll be at the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association,” Qiu Xuezheng said lightly, his gaze shifting from Qiu Boqing to Ren Wanxuan, “Are you two not planning to come back?”

Ren Wanxuan dared not look at Qiu Xuezheng and just turned her head away.

Qiu Boqing was also silent; nobody wanted to be trapped in Xiangcheng, “Grandfather, I still need to apply for a PhD at Beicheng University.” What could he do by staying in Xiangcheng?

“Never mind,” Qiu Xuezheng questioned casually, unsure if their return would actually annoy someone. Seeing the two like that, he said, “The three of you go back. There’s no need to pay a New Year’s visit to me this year.”

He didn’t bring up the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association again, and both Ren Wanxuan and Qiu Boqing breathed a sigh of relief.

**

The next day.

She took out five incense sticks from her pocket and placed them carefully; then, she took out an additional stick and placed it to one side. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}