The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 436

Chapter 436: 170 first three are some kind of devils! Meet_3

Jiang Fulai had just stepped out of the laboratory when he heard the statement and gave him a look, “Well done.”

Scarce mineral resources on Earth were just so much, and it was not easy to pry a bit away from a family like Dawson’s, with its profound heritage and affiliation with M Country.

“It’s on Saturday night,” Xu Nanjing raised an eyebrow, curling his lips, “It should be quite a big event, are you and Bai Lian planning to come?”

Xiangcheng was not as chaotic as Jiangjing, and with Jiang Fulai around, Xu Nanjing faced almost no obstacles from start to finish.

Everything was surprisingly relaxing.

So much so that he even invited Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai to attend the grand banquet.

Jiang Fulai walked towards the milk tea shop, his gaze falling on the glass window, his expression easing slightly, “I’ll ask her.”

“Then she might not be willing,” Xu Nanjing pondered, “She’d rather choose to study.”

**

Eight o’clock in the evening.

Purest Street.

Jiang Fulai took Bai Lian to the usual place; the streetlights were bright, casting long shadows of the two, it wasn’t late at this time and passersby would greet Bai Lian from a distance.

At the intersection, after sending off Bai Lian, Jiang Fulai paused, then reached into his coat pocket to take out a sandalwood box.

“What’s this?” Bai Lian looked down.

“Sandalwood,” Jiang Fulai said calmly and succinctly, “For helping with sleep.”

Bai Lian took it from him, looked up, the streetlights casting hazy contours on her face, “…For sleep?”

In fact, even Ji Heng wasn’t aware of her sleep issues.

“Yes,” Jiang Fulai was reluctant to explain further, simply embracing her fully, resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice still clear and cool, his phoenix eyes slightly closed, “Xu Nanjing invited us to watch the race on Saturday night.”

“A race?” Bai Lian asked, clutching the wooden box, shadows cast on her face by the streetlight, “What race?”

“Motorcycle, I guess,” Jiang Fulai knew about Xu Nanjing’s activity but didn’t care much about it, “If you don’t want to go, let’s have hot pot fish head on Saturday.”

Motorcycles?

Bai Lian’s eyes lit up slightly, “Let’s go.”

This was beyond Jiang Fulai’s expectation; he looked down at her, surprised, “Alright.”

Releasing his grip, he added softly, “Go back, good night.”

**

Saturday.

Eleven o’clock in the morning.

At Jiang Fulai’s residence, the sun was gentle, and a mild breeze caressed the face.

Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen sat in the wicker chairs outside, talking.

Above them was the gazebo and the sunshine, Xu Nanjing leaning back, his eyes slightly closed as he tapped his fingers on the armrest, “How’s Xiaoguo’s practice coming along? I’ve asked Chael to look after the club; this race can’t afford a single mistake.”

Xu Nanjing being able to chat with Chael was in part due to sharing the same hobby.

Bai Lian greeted Xu Nanjing in a lazy tone as well. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}