The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509: Jiang Ge’s 202nd birthday, it’s all about turning the tables against the wind (second update)_3

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The dishes were very rich.

At the dining table, Ji Heng gave Jiang Fulai the set of clothes meant for him, a silver-grey overcoat, made of silk-like material that looked very high-end, fastened with Chinese frog buttons.

Patterns were embroidered across the middle of the sleeves and the front.

Jiang Fulai carefully accepted the set of clothes, his fingertips grazing the cool fabric.

One glance was enough to see the dense stitches, Ji Heng had put a lot of thought into it.

Chief Chen and Ji Heng both enjoyed drinking. The two chatted as they sipped their liquor, and an hour passed by without finishing their meal. That’s when Jiang He found time to go to his room and bring out his LEGO for him.

The LEGO was a custom-designed castle tower.

The blueprint was drawn by Jiang He, and his teacher helped him make numerous revisions. It was thirty centimeters wide and about forty centimeters tall.

The intricate bricks and the connecting beams could be seen.

Jiang Fulai said thank you twice today.

After giving the gift, Jiang He couldn’t take his eyes off him.

Jiang Fulai took it and pointed at a spot, looking at Jiang He and casually remarked, “This part isn’t drawn well.”

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He decided to sleep with Ji Heng tonight.

Ji Heng had drunk too much today.

Bai Lian made an exception and walked Jiang Fulai to the door.

At nine o’clock, Jiang Fulai looked down the long, dark alley. Just as he reached the bend at the entrance, he stopped and told Bai Lian to go back first.

Bai Lian was dressed in a pale green outfit today, her jet-black hair half-up. She stopped, stretched out her left hand and opened it, a piece of Kylin jade almost melting under the lamplight appeared before Jiang Fulai: “Happy birthday, Teacher Jiang.”

Jiang Fulai was taken aback, presumably not expecting her to have prepared a gift for him.

He reached out to take it, still able to feel the warmth of the jade in his palm.

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End of May.

With the college entrance examination approaching, the school arranged for a graduation photo to be taken.

The location was the central stone of the school, with five steps beneath it, perfectly accommodating the students to line up.

Class Fifteen prepared uniform attire.

The girls’ dresses featured a mandarin collar, with a white undergarment, embroidered with ivy at the edges, covered by a red, sleeveless waistcoat adorned with delicate vine patterns; the buttons were matching Chinese frog buttons.

Below was a white skirt, the hem embroidered with vivid clusters of roses, red and pink rosebuds in full bloom nestled among green leaves. As the girls stepped forward, the rose bushes hidden in the folds of their skirts burst into full bloom.

The boys’ clothes?

Skip.

The students of Class Fourteen were currently taking their graduation photos below, while the photographer snapped pictures and they stood on the steps, involuntarily gazing at the students of Class Fifteen, their eyes resting on the last tall girl.

Bai Lian, with her phone in hand, nonchalantly followed Lu Lingxi at the end of the line.

Her hair, still half-up as usual, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, her hair was too long, loosely curling over her shoulders beneath the wooden hairpin.

Bai Lian, who was used to wearing plain clothes, wore such a brightly colored outfit for the first time today. The traditional Chinese-style clothes seemed to have been tailored specifically for her, set against a backdrop of blue sky and white clouds.

The wind scattered her skirt’s hem.

A girl of roses, blossoming in the wind.

More than half the students from Class Fourteen were stunned, and the photographer had to remind them to come back to their senses.