The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506: 201 Soar to the Sky, Gift_2

President Jian: [In seclusion?]

He spoke simply and to the point, probably having heard from Sister Xin about her decision not to consider new songs before her college entrance exams.

Bai Lian wrote down a line, then took out her earphones, connected them to Bluetooth, and listened to President Jian’s composition.

Her new song was different from her previous style, leaning towards a traditional Chinese aesthetic—

“Cold Season Tassels”.

President Jian started with a solo pipa performance, elegant and ethereal, imbued with an ancient and stable charm yet filled with exotic sentiments. In the first second, Bai Lian envisioned a scene of yellow sand and withered bones.

After listening for a while, she remembered to reply to President Jian.

Bai Jian: [1]

On the other end of the phone.

Looking at this “1”, for the first time, President Jian felt a helplessness identical to that of Jiang Fulai.

President Jian directly messaged Jian Zhe to inquire about Bai Lian. Jian Zhe candidly told him about Bai Lian’s activities: study, and then more study, and everything else would have to wait until after the college entrance exams.

As for after the exams…

Bai Lian would first go to Beicheng.

President Jian: […]

President Jian: […When are you going to Beicheng?]

Jian Zhe: [The Calligraphy Association’s assessment, we should set off on the ninth.]

President Jian: [Got it.]

Jian Zhe looked at President Jian’s reply, scratching his head. What did he mean? Was he also planning to go to Beicheng?

**

Three days later.

Afternoon, Jiangjing.

The postal worker rode his bike to a stop at the entrance to Talls Street. With one foot on the ground, he looked up at the ancient and dignified buildings on both sides, then looked down to confirm the address on the ragged box in his hands.

Talls Street, number 29.

Hesitating, he rode the bike onto the main road and finally stopped in front of the grand entrance of Guangliang, where a pair of two-meter-tall stone lions stood guard, exuding an air of deterrence.

Two security guards stood at the door.

Barely stepping off his bike, the trembling postal worker was approached from a distance by one of the guards, “Hello, do you have a parcel for our Third Young Master?”

The young man handed over the tattered box from the back of his bike.

The guard hesitantly took it, looking down at the address label. The sender’s handwriting was neat and tidy, and his eyes settled on the recipient’s name—

Xu Nanjing.

Indeed, it was for the Third Young Master.

Looking up, the name of the sender was two characters—

Bai Lian.

Bai?

The security guard couldn’t bring to mind any family surnamed Bai that was on good terms with the Xu Family.

He took the battered box and went back, running into Xu Jueming coming out of the house. He promptly removed his cap: “Second Master.”