The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6: 005 From Arts to Science, witnessing the deification_1

Translator: 549690339

Bai Lian lazily tilted her head, her left hand grasping her hair faintly revealed a streak of crimson, the smoky haze softly blurring her exquisite and radiant features.

It was a kind of breathtaking beauty.

Yet reflected in the eyes of the man in the white tank top was Bai Lian’s quasi-smiling face, and he could no longer harbor any other desires.

He couldn’t speak, only shook his head frantically in terror.

“Is that so?”

Bai Lian let go of his hair.

The smell of smoke was not to her liking.

She lazily tossed the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, “Know how to clean up a scene?”

Her polite demeanor genuinely frightened others.

They nodded obediently.

Bai Lian dusted off her sleeves, glancing at them before leaving, and said lightly, “What are you scared of, it’s not like I chopped off your heads.”

Her attitude was very laid-back.

Of course, only if she hadn’t spoken with the same tone one would use when chopping up cabbages.

Only after she left did the man in the white tank top slump against the corner of the wall, fearfully moving his numb fingertips.

It took his younger brother a long time before he dared to quietly move over, squatting at his feet, and lighting a cigarette to quell the shock, “Why did you provoke her?”

The man in the white tank top: “…”

Fifteen minutes later.

When two patrollers came back around, they stared dumbfounded at the entrance of the small store on Purest Street. The rather troublesome gang leader with some backing was nursing an injury, diligently helping the shopkeeper—

Sweep the floor, move objects around.

The other lackeys were also busily engaged in work.

“What are you looking at?” The man in the white tank top, clutching a cigarette, glanced at the two officers and grumbled irritably, “Damned cops!”

After cursing, he continued moving boxes.

The shopkeeper standing nearby, trembling with fear, was just about to lend a hand.

The man in the white tank top returned the money he owed the shopkeeper for cigarettes, looking fierce and menacing, “Did I ask you to clean up?”

He continued unloading the goods, unable to understand even after a puff on another cigarette.

What, is she crazy??

How can she smile so sweetly and fight so savagely?!

The man in the white tank top thought expressionlessly, she even wanted to chop off his head!

Not far away.

“Hello? Captain.” The young officer watched the small shop warily, took out his walkie-talkie with a grave expression, “Yes, request a thorough check on the owner of the small store at 112 Purest Street, no, I’m not joking!!!”

**

It wasn’t yet dark when Bai Lian got back, Ji Shaojun was just stepping out to look for her.

He noticed that after a short outing, Bai Lian seemed to be in a better mood again.

Ji Shaojun felt a bit more at ease, knowing life in Xiangcheng Beicheng varied greatly, he truly feared Bai Lian might struggle to adjust.

Bai Lian sat at the stone table, her hand lazily propping up her chin, watching Ji Shaojun make several trips to fill the home’s water tanks, then suddenly spoke up, “Uncle.”

Ji Shaojun set the water bucket next to the well, startled by Bai Lian’s voice, he paused.

Bai Lian had only visited Xiangcheng twice with Ji Mulan before, and this was the first time she had called him uncle.

“Yes,” his voice suddenly rose, “what is it?”

Bai Lian blinked her large eyes, looking very docile, “I want to switch to science.”

She didn’t say I think.

She said I want.

“Ah,” Ji Shaojun picked up the rope for drawing water, his thoughts turning over, “Can you tell your uncle why?”

He knew Bai Lian was studying liberal arts. The gap between the liberal arts and science courses was vast. Science was especially brutal with logical reasoning and clearly defined difficulties, where not knowing one thing meant not knowing it entirely.

Bai Lian smiled.

Ji Shaojun and Ji Heng did not talk much, but in their treatment of Bai Lian, there was a distinct sense of caution and probing. This gave her a sense of acceptance and recognition in a strange world.

She didn’t dislike it; she even felt a bit of belonging.

Of course, she didn’t understand why the original host abandoned such good family members and died in the lake for a few unrelated people.

“No particular reason,” Bai Lian titled her head and asked again, “Can’t I, uncle?”

Ji Shaojun: “Good, you can… Leave it to me!”

Watching Ji Shaojun’s retreating back as he went to find Ji Heng, Bai Lian withdrew her docile gaze and smiled lazily with her chin propped up.

Being alive, seemed not too bad after all.

**

“That’s your reason for agreeing?” Ji Heng held a bolt of fabric, looking at Ji Shaojun, his deeply lined face showing a look of incomprehension.

There weren’t many people in the courtyard, besides the kitchen to the left, there was also a small storeroom, filled with brightly colored fabric despite being somewhat aged.

Ji Shaojun would help Ji Heng clean whenever he had time.

He let out a sheepish laugh, adjusted a dust cover, and muttered quietly, “But she called me uncle.”

“Nonsense,” Ji Heng’s face tightened with sternness, his authority undiminished, “She’s in her third year of high school and knows no better, do you not? Switching from liberal arts to science at this stage, is that a joke?”

Switching subjects in the senior year of high school was quite an absurdity indeed.

His son was highly intelligent, so why be so muddled on this matter?

Ji Shaojun was also puzzled by Bai Lian’s sudden change of heart. She had been out, came back in a good mood, and then suddenly wanted to switch subjects.