The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390: 151 But her teacher was Liang Zewen (second update)_2

“Calligraphy Association.” Bai Lian fastened her seat belt, then leaned back in her seat and lazily turned on the car’s Bluetooth, beginning to play her daily English reading.

Jian Zhe hadn’t left, Qiu Xuezheng was also at the Calligraphy Association.

She went to the Calligraphy Association to wish the two of them a happy New Year.

Jiang Fulai started the car, “Alright, it’s on the way.”

The car quickly arrived at the Calligraphy Association. Jiang Fulai parked at the entrance and let Bai Lian get out. Resting his arm on the steering wheel, he said at a leisurely pace, “I’ll be free tomorrow.”

Jiang Fulai had just returned at the end of the year, and a pile of work was waiting for him in the lab.

After today’s group meeting, he could take a few days off.

Bai Lian closed the car door and gave him an “OK” gesture, “Then tomorrow I’ll go to the library on time.”

She waited there as he drove the car away.

Only when the car slowly disappeared at the intersection did she walk into the Calligraphy Association.

**

Several elders had already arrived early at the Calligraphy Association.

Because of the New Year, red lanterns were hung inside the Calligraphy Association, making it very lively. When Bai Lian entered, two kids were already sitting in the yard and had started practicing calligraphy.

When Jian Zhe saw Bai Lian, he smiled and greeted her with New Year’s wishes.

The two children also recognized Bai Lian. With Jiang Fulai not around, the kids were especially cheerful in wishing Bai Lian a happy New Year.

Bai Lian always had candy in her pockets which she now took out for the two children, while saying to Jian Zhe, “I’m going to the library near No. 1 Middle School tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Jian Zhe was taken aback.

Bai Lian tilted her head slightly, raising her eyebrows, “If you’re busy, you don’t have to come. There’s no rush.”

The graduate exam was still a while away.

“It’s not that I have anything,” Jian Zhe thought for a moment, “I’ll go to the library to find you tomorrow.”

Bai Lian went to look at the children’s calligraphy, “Okay, bring your graduate exam books.”

The yard of the Calligraphy Association was not small either, ten meters both in length and width. There were about a dozen small tables arranged on the left side, with four large trees planted on both sides. The main gate was at the front, and the other three sides were surrounded by buildings, with the council hall directly opposite the gate.

Now the sun had slowly risen, streaming through the gaps in the trees and spilling onto the white paper underneath the children’s hands.

“Exam books?” Jian Zhe was somewhat puzzled.

A melodious ringtone interrupted Jian Zhe’s thoughts. He took out his phone and answered the call, “Dad?”

“Jian Zhe, just what are you thinking of doing?” Jian Zhe’s father lowered his voice, “I told you, your grandfather is going to Xiangcheng today.” _{freewebnσvel.cøm}

“There are students at the Calligraphy Association today,” Jian Zhe responded.

On the other side of the phone, Jian Zhe’s father was a little irrational, “Do you really plan to take root in Xiangcheng? What on earth attracts you there? Do you know that Jian Rong is going to take the exam at Jia Yi? Your grandfather is finding people in Jiangjing for him!”

Jian Zhe thought about his improved calligraphy, “I think it’s quite good. Are you coming?”

The other side hung up the phone in a huff.

Jian Zhe looked at the busy tone on his phone, shrugged, and said earnestly, although no one would believe him.

**

The Ren Family.

Ren Qian, dressed in a formal suit, came down from upstairs, talking on the phone with a stern expression, “No news from Mr. Chen yet? Don’t know when he’ll return? Okay.”

He hung up the phone with a worried frown.

The driver was waiting respectfully downstairs. Ren Qian sat on the sofa, picked up a teacup, took a gentle sip, and then asked, “Did you pick up the people?”

“They’ve arrived. People from the Jian Family are now at the mansion.” The driver nodded, having just picked them up.

Ren Jiawei was surprised, “The Jian Family from Beicheng?”