The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411: Ji Heng’s secret, the villain causes trouble_2

Jiang Fulai looked up, his pale eyes as cool as ever. Ming Dongheng dared not probe further. His hand trembled, and he quickly averted his gaze, placing his hand on the steering wheel.

He quickly stepped on the accelerator.

In the back seat, Jiang Fulai turned off one light, leaving only one on for Jiang He to sleep, and unfastened a button on his shirt.

He reached for the phone on the partition and dialed a series of numbers.

“Young Master,” the voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat aged and very respectful, “You haven’t been to MTR for a long time. The professors there have been asking about you.”

“No,” Jiang Fulai leaned back relaxedly, with a light from the lamp falling obliquely to his right, most of his face concealed in the shadows, his voice lazy.

“Your vital signs…”

Jiang Fulai interrupted him, “I’m taking medication.”

“Medication?” The other side paused. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

“Yes,” Jiang Fulai lowered the car window slightly, letting the wind pour in, the corners of his mouth lightly lifting up, “Someone prescribed me medication.”

Indifferent, yet with a hint of subtle pride.

“…” The butler was silent for a long while before saying, “I’ll send the blood draw team from MTR to Xiangcheng.”

Jiang Fulai responded nonchalantly.

“Young Master,” the butler reminded him, “The Clan has learned about your association with a young lady, and… your uncle probably knows too.”

Jiang Fulai stiffened at this, his relaxed expression vanishing, and he answered coldly, “They don’t need to worry about this.”

On the other end of the phone.

The butler sighed softly.

**

Ji Heng was designing graduation attires for Class 15 and was still drawing in the courtyard.

Dean Jian was observing his design in pajamas.

First, Ji Heng drew designs for the girls; Pu Xiaohan collected the class’s opinions. The boys couldn’t articulate their preferences and left it to Ji Heng’s discretion, whereas the girls had plenty of bold ideas.

“Alian,” seeing Bai Lian return, Ji Heng looked up, hesitating slightly, “for your class’s graduation attire, would you accept a ‘cardinal red’ color?”

Bai Lian had been given a vibrantly colored dress by Ji Heng when she first arrived, but she had never worn it.

After synthesizing the opinions of the girls in Class 15, he felt a white top with a red skirt would suit these youthful and beautiful girls.