Chapter 4: 003 Grandpa heads to Learn liberal arts_1
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Bai Qiming finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Since ancient times, Jiangjing has always been the capital, the economic center of Asia.
Most of the country’s inherited major families are located in Jiangjing.
Centering on Jiangjing, four cities in the southeast, northwest form a clear-cut circle of power and nobility, which to this day remains a chasm that one cannot cross.
Almost everyone strives from birth to attend Jiangjing University, that emblem of status and identity.
And Xiangcheng—
A border town, inhabited by all sorts of people, swarming with international fugitives, where countless people go missing each year, and most people earn a fixed salary, their lives set in stone once they enter the city.
Naturally, Bai Qiming didn’t think Bai Lian would go there.
Businessmen prioritize profit, and his love for Ji Mulan had been wearing thin day by day.
Accordingly, Bai Lian’s status fell day by day.
Even ordinary families can’t treat everyone equally, let alone a grand household like the Bai Family.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been unaware that Bai Lian had left the Bai Family long ago.
The servants downstairs were also restless upon receiving the call, not understanding Bai Qiming’s intention, only exchanging worried glances.
Where could they find another young miss to bring back?
Shortly after, the servant who answered the phone nervously went upstairs to knock on the study door.
“Where is she?” Bai Qiming glanced at him.
The servant was on the verge of tears, “The young miss, she… she…”
Butler Bai was by the side, his voice hoarse and his expression complex as he explained, “Sir, the young miss… she set off for Xiangcheng that night.”
As for the ancestral hall, she didn’t even give it a glance.
The study instantly fell into a cold silence.
“Good, very good indeed!” Bai Qiming’s face was as grim as water, and he said indifferently, “Since she’s so determined, let her transfer her household registration out too. From now on, whether she lives or dies, whether she is honored or disgraced, it has nothing to do with the Bai Family.”
Bai Lian had caused trouble before, and there were times when Bai Qiming and Ji Mulan indulged her, but now, she might be overestimating herself, truly believing that the Bai Family would go to Xiangcheng to beg her to return?
Bai Qiming’s rage naturally couldn’t be concealed from others.
Soon, the Grand Elder of the clan came to know of the matter.
“Forget it, don’t bother, let her seek her own fortune,” the Grand Elder waved his hand, not concerned as long as Bai Shaoke’s name remained in the family register, “It’s just a shame about that mentorship pledge, a cow chewing on a peony.”
When the Bai Family first learned of Bai Shaoke’s existence, the Grand Elder personally made three respectful visits to invite him back to the Bai Family, but Bai Lian’s departure was of little consequence to the Bai Family.
In the hearts of Grand Elder and the others, Bai Lian was even less significant than that mentorship pledge.
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By the time Bai Lian received the message from the Bai Family’s servant, she had already arrived at her uncle’s neighborhood.
She dismissed the message without a care.
Bai Lian’s uncle lived in the old district of Xiangcheng, unlike the high-rise buildings in the center of Beicheng City, this neighborhood was quite rundown.
Her uncle’s family lived on the fifth floor with no elevator, and the stairwell was dark and unlit.
When she knocked on the door and entered, her aunt in a skirt stood up to greet her, her eyes clearly seeking favor as she reached out to take Bai Lian’s suitcase, “Alian is here, why didn’t you call so I could help you with your luggage?”
Bai Lian didn’t hand it over, and her aunt chuckled awkwardly, stepping back.
Bai Lian looked up, “Hello.”
A face that was languid, yet strikingly distinctive.
Ji Auntie instantly felt that the shabby 100-square-meter home and the dim stairwell were utterly mismatched with her niece.
“Let’s eat first, Alian. This is your grandfather; you probably haven’t met him before. Your uncle is still teaching students to paint; he won’t be back until the evening. Do you remember your eldest uncle…” Ji Auntie was very enthusiastic, and she introduced Bai Lian to her grandfather sitting on the couch.
Bai Lian’s gaze settled on her grandfather.
Her grandfather, Ji Heng.
According to the original owner’s memory, Ji Mulan had a poor relationship with the Ji Family and had only returned once in many years, standing at the door for a long time.
Ji Heng had not opened the door at that time, nor had he seen them.
This was their first meeting.
Ji Heng sat on the fabric sofa, his eyes fixed on the TV playing news, with reading glasses on his nose. His jacket, though washed and slightly faded, was embroidered with extremely delicate patterns. He sat with a straight back, holding an old smoking pipe in his hand.
After the aunt went to the kitchen and quite a while passed, Ji Heng finally spoke in a muffled voice, “Has your mother been in touch with you these past two years?”
Bai Lian looked at the exquisite embroidery on his body. She sat down on the couch with her eyes lowered and legs crossed, appearing docile and harmless, though her fingers idly twirled a red ribbon, “No.”
The original owner’s mother had been out of touch for two years already.
Ji Heng nodded, lowered his head to silently draw a puff from his dry pipe, and said no more.
Bai Lian obediently sat for a while, but when she saw no one paying attention to her, she casually leaned against the couch and lazily took out her phone to browse the news.
The lunch was bountiful, all to Bai Lian’s liking.
“Have you transferred your school registration yet?” In the midst of silence, Ji Heng inquired.
“It’s being processed; it should be transferred in a couple of days.”
Bai Lian pulled out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth, her tone nonchalant, “It means I was kicked out, and I need to transfer my household registration too. I can’t go back anymore.” freeweɓnovel.cøm
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