The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 578

Chapter 578: 227 Who dares to speak up? The building butler saw Principal Shi_4

Xu En was also against Grandmother Xu throwing a big celebration for Xu Zhiyue, considering Xu Zhiyue’s shy personality.

But the old lady of the Yu Family had been too showy in the last couple of years; Grandmother Xu couldn’t swallow her pride and had been rushing for quick success.

Bai Lian took out her phone and looked down at it.

Xu Zhiyue: [Come come come come come come]

Xu Zhiyue: [[Shy] [Shy] [Shy] [Shy]]

Xu Zhiyue: [[Spinning.jpg]]

Xu Zhiyue: [[Spinning.jpg]]

Xu Zhiyue: […]

Bai Lian: [Stop]

The screen-scrolling came to an abrupt halt.

Bai Lian packed away her computer into her canvas bag, pulled out her chair and stood up, “I’ll see how it goes.”

**

7.15.

In the afternoon, at Shanhai Apartment.

Uncle Lin and Gao Yan were both at Bai Lian’s place; Gao Yan sat at the edge of the table, talking with Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan.

“Jiangjing Media University, that’s a really good school,” said Gao Yan, quite surprised upon hearing Pu Xiaohan’s chosen school, remembering it was Bai Lian’s alma mater.

Bai Lian was from Xiangcheng; it was one thing her own academic performance was excellent, but how come her classmates were also so impressive?

Pu Xiaohan, with nearly fifty million online followers, just smiled modestly at Gao Yan’s remark and poured her a cup of tea.

Bai Lian sat beside Pu Xiaohan, looking slightly ragged due to lack of rest in the past few days; today she managed to get out of bed not long ago.

She was idly writing a reduced musical score on a piece of paper.

The fingerprint lock outside beeped, signaling someone coming in.

Gao Yan, Uncle Lin, and the others all looked up.

The man at the door was Jiang Fulai, dressed in a silvery silk shirt with traditional Chinese button knots, making him appear distant and unapproachable.

Gao Yan, who had been seated, stood up and greeted him, locking her eyes on Jiang Fulai.

Although Jiang Fulai had always been respectful to her, Gao Yan was aware that his regard for her was because she was Gao Si’s sister.

But she would never grow careless because of Jiang Fulai’s respect; even old Master Xu of the Xu Family would stand to greet Jiang Fulai, let alone her.

Uncle Lin stood behind Gao Yan, bowing respectfully to Jiang Fulai.

It seemed as though the atmosphere in the entire room stiffened inexplicably with his arrival.

Jiang Fulai nodded slightly at her, very politely: “Auntie.”

Pu Xiaohan had encountered Jiang Fulai more times in Xiangcheng than Gao Yan had in her entire life, responding more casually than Uncle Lin and Gao Yan: “Brother Jiang.”

Upon hearing Pu Xiaohan’s address, Uncle Lin and Gao Yan couldn’t help but glance her way.

A tremor of shock ran through them.

In Jiangjing, the ones who could call Jiang Fulai ‘Brother Jiang’ were just the few like Xu Nanjing.

Bai Lian was the only one who hadn’t stood up; she was casually propped up by one hand under her chin, her sleeve sliding down partially to reveal a bright red ribbon loosely tied around her slender wrist.

It made her wrist look extremely pale.

After she wrote down a line of text, she lazily looked up, “Go fetch the gift my grandfather prepared.”

Ji Heng had embroidered a fine handkerchief for Xu Zhiyue.

Jiang Fulai knew where the item was and went into the study to retrieve the gift box from the second drawer.

Uncle Lin, watching Jiang Fulai directly going to fetch the item while Bai Lian remained seated, subtly bowed his head.

“Where are you going?” Gao Yan had invited Bai Lian to dine with her classmates, and before she could discuss it, she saw her leaving with Jiang Fulai.

“To Mingfeng District,” Jiang Fulai opened the door, stepping aside to let Bai Lian go through first.

He was going to escort Bai Lian to the Xu Family.

After they left, Gao Yan lowered her head back and looked at Uncle Lin, “Mingfeng District? What are they doing there?”

Mingfeng District was on the outskirts; neither the Gao Family nor the Xu Family had much business there, and people were seldomly sent down. They rarely went to that area.

Pu Xiaohan, not being close with Gao Yan, did not explain to her.

Gao Yan withdrew her gaze, looking down to see the scattered sheets of paper on the table.