The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 531

Chapter 531 Principal 213, you have not prepared enough banners (Second update)_2

The elderly Hu following Dean Jian didn't look at him until the black car drove away. Only then did he turn his head back to Dean Jian, "Do you know the person accompanying Miss Bai?"

He knew whom Dean Jian came for this time, and it seemed that Dean Jian had found what he was looking for. It was apparent from his good mood.

"I've never met her, but..." Dean Jian watched as Jiang Fulai's car disappeared into the distance, his thoughts seemingly adrift, "his last name is Jiang." _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

Jiang is a prominent surname in Jiangjing.

It was just uncertain whether this particular Jiang was the Jiang they knew of or not.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Bai Lian arrived at Purest Street.

Jiang Fulai came back with her. Chen Zhu and Ji Heng had gone fishing today and hadn't returned, while Jiang He was also behind them.

Bai Lian placed her suitcase in her room and then pushed open the door of the smaller room.

The Shouxian Gong she prepared for Ji Heng hadn't been polished yet.

Jiang Fulai took a stroll in the yard and followed her to the smaller room. He immediately saw the unpolished jade on the workbench.

It was very similar to the piece he had received.

"This is..." Jiang Fulai lowered his gaze.

Bai Lian kicked a small stool over, sat down, turned on the machine, and began to polish, "It's for Grandpa's Shouxian Gong." As she spoke, she leisurely lifted the Shouxian Gong in her hand, showing Jiang Fulai the details, "Do you think there's any progress?"

As the last disciple of Liang Zewen, her skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting were exceptionally outstanding at that time.

She was good at painting Shouxian Gong, but her sculptures weren't as vivid.

However, having already carved a Jade Qilin, her technique was much more practiced, the lines flowed more smoothly. Even without being polished, the immortal peaches on the yellow jade seemed to bring the piece to life.

It might not compare with professional craftsmen, but among amateurs, it was a dazzling work.

"Not at all," expressed Master Jiang with a sharp critique, "it's not as good-looking as mine."

Bai Lian really wanted to smash him with the jade.

Director Chen returned quickly.

**

June 23.

Today, national high school exam scores are released.

Bai Lian got up early to see "999+ messages" in the group chat of Class 15.

It was rare for the students of Class 15 to get up so early.

She put her phone down and went outside to wash up.

Outside, Grandpa was already sitting at the stone table with breakfast on the side, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a tobacco pipe in the other, gesturing to Bai Lian, "Breakfast is ready."

"Grandpa, why are you up so early today?" After washing up, Bai Lian also took a cup of water and sipped it slowly.

Surprised.

Ji Heng was on the phone with Shen Qing. When he heard Bai Lian's words and saw her totally nonchalant expression, he paused, "Today, your high school exam results come out."

"Oh." Bai Lian sat across from him, casually picking up a bun to nibble on.

She responded slowly.

Her calmness implied a sense of confidence.

Ji Heng: "..."

He stopped talking to Bai Lian and fished a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was noted the phone number to check exam scores.

The national exam scores are checked through the same website, which would inevitably crash at the time. Even getting through by phone might not be possible. It was Ji Heng's first time checking someone's exam score, and he got the phone number from Jiang Fulai. He had memorized the number by heart over many days.

The morning hours felt unbearable.

Ji Heng would occasionally bring out his embroidery stand and sit on the embroidery stool to stitch a few strokes onto a cabbage.

Moments later, he'd stand up again, grab the watering can, and water the few flowers in the yard.

Inside the room, Bai Lian's door was open. She sat in front of the guzheng with simplified sheet music beside her, pressing on the strings, her phone on the side flashing with messages, yet she appeared casual and indifferent.

After Ji Heng finished watering the flowers and heard the intermittent guzheng music coming from Bai Lian's room, his mood also calmed.

As soon as it struck ten o'clock,

Ji Heng didn't look at the series of numbers; he dialed the score inquiry number.