The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608: 237 Sijing Club, what kind of people have come to Jiangjing? (Second update)_1

Jiang Fulai sent the message, then put his phone back into his pocket.

The phone vibrated several times, but he did not look at it immediately.

When Ming Dongheng saw Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai come in, he took the dinner that was in the thermal box out again.

Pu Xiaohan glanced at Jiang Fulai coming in from the corner of her eye, then climbed up from the sofa, sat up straight, and spoke softly to Dean Jian.

Only Bai Lian, Jiang Fulai, and Jiang He hadn’t eaten yet.

Jiang Fulai lowered his eyes to the table where the food was laid out, the dishes were freshly heated and still steaming.

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Bai Lian sat down on the chair, picked up her chopsticks with a casual air, and seeing him still standing there, she couldn’t help but raise her head, “Aren’t you eating?”

By her side, Jiang He took a sip of water from his bok choy cup, then looked up and blinked.

Jiang Fulai came to his senses; he sat down next to Bai Lian, “Eat.”

**

The next day, the 8th of August.

Bai Lian woke up very early, changed out of her pajamas, and put on a sports shirt.

The phone rang, and she answered it, turned on the loudspeaker, and casually set the phone aside.

She bent down to open the bedside cabinet and took out six large blocks of iridium.

“Sister,” it was Xiaoqi on the phone, his voice polite, “Hall Master Jin has arrived, and there’s also a Mr. Xu.”

She slowly tied the iridium onto her limbs with red ribbons, which made her wrists even whiter, and the red gems on them sparkled brilliantly, “That’s Xu He, you coordinate with Hall Master Jin to make arrangements for him.”

She had now built up her physical strength, and aside from her morning exercises, she would usually remove the iridium.

Xiaoqi knew her daily schedule and had called her on time, “The location should be in Guangyuan District, Hall Master Jin said they are waiting for notification from above.”

“Okay.” After finishing the call, she picked up her Bluetooth headset and opened the door to her room.

She looked down.

Jiang He was bending down and pushing a large gift box towards her door, which was one meter away from her. The blue gift box was square, with a length of eighty centimeters, and he had a hard time holding it and did not want anyone to help. _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}

Ming Dongheng, with an expressionless face, followed behind him.

Seeing Bai Lian come out before he had finished placing the gift, Jiang He lowered his head, and a cracked expression appeared on his delicate little face.

Bai Lian hesitated for a moment as she looked at the butterfly knot on the blue gift box.

She vaguely remembered, today was the 8th of August.

It was also the 2nd day of the seventh lunar month.

Her birthday.

“For me?” She crouched in front of Jiang He, looking up at him.

Jiang He let go, his dark eyes met hers, and he spoke sulkily, “Yeah.”

He had gotten up particularly early today, intending to place the gift at her door before she came out. His keen sense of numbers had allowed him to guess everything, but—

The only thing he hadn’t anticipated was his own physique…

It wasn’t enough to lift the gift box.

“Thank you.” Bai Lian patted his head, crouched in front of him, and opened the gift box.

As she expected, inside was a piece of assembled Lego.

It was the scene from the first time she met Jiang He, with a waterwheel in the back, a bus stop in front, and further ahead, a black car.

A massive project.

She easily picked up the Lego and placed it on the bookshelf in her study.

Bai Lian lifted it as if it were weightless, as though she was handling a mere feather, and Jiang He looked up at her, opened his mouth, and had the expression of someone watching a horror movie.

Behind him, Ming Dongheng folded his arms and looked down at Jiang He’s expression, his lips twitching.

**

At noon, in the study, Bai Lian propped her hand on the computer screen, her eyebrows and eyes drooping, while her other hand controlled the printing of documents on the screen.

On her computer’s WeChat page, messages from He Wen kept coming.

He Wen: [A study of topology, one of light quantum.]

He Wen: [Haven’t you finished reading them yet?]

He Wen: […]

Bai Lian extended two fingers, unhurriedly typing out one word—

[No]

Blunt.

Jiang He sat on a stool next to her, holding a game console, swinging his legs as he played.

Pu Xiaohan and Tang Ming had left the apartment early in the morning.

After the documents were printed, Bai Lian reached out to close He Wen’s chat window, but at that moment, her phone rang.

It was Jiang Fulai, his voice lacking its usual coolness as it came across the electromagnetic waves, “I’ll be back in half an hour.”

Bai Lian was looking for a stapler, methodically stapling the documents together, “Okay.”