The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63: 027 a body of contumacy, Jingjiang Preparatory Camp_l

Translator: 549690339

The Secretary-General visited more frequently than Ren Jiawei, and this time, Ren Jiawei had made a point of bringing him along.

He had thought that getting the book from Bai Lian would be a matter of a simple request.

Not to mention that they were offering a sum that far exceeded the books value, just the Ren Family’s reputation alone left him baffled as to why Bai Lian refused almost without consideration.

“Of course, I’m absolutely petty. The fact that you’re still standing here breathing,” Bai Lian halted in her tracks, tossing her earphones aside, giving him a glance, “is already the limit of my patience, so you’d better act the part in front of my grandfather.”

The Secretary-General, used to currying favor and bullying those below him, spared the Ji Family a glance only because of Ren Qian’s high regard.

Yet, he hadn’t expected Bai Lian, whom he had dismissed, to not give him the slightest amount of face.

At this moment, the smile froze on his lips.

In the main hall, Ji Heng wore reading glasses.

He held a handkerchief in his left hand and between his right thumb and forefinger was a newly acquired smoking pipe.

Bai Lian recognized it, the smoking pipe that Ji Shaojun had picked out for him at a department store on their trip to Beicheng.

Ji Heng pushed up his glasses with his handkerchief-holding hand and looked at the people in the courtyard, “Has Alian returned? Come and look at the embroidered pattern I’ve done for you.”

He sensed something was off among the group, but he chose not to mention He simply addressed Bai Lian with an easygoing manner.

“Grandfather,” Bai Lian didn’t return to her room but placed her bookbag on the stone table in the courtyard and embraced Ji Hengs shoulders, “why are you still embroidering today…” _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}

He took a puff of his pipe, the light smoke drifting away.

The Secretary-General, smelling the low-quality tobacco, frowned subtly without showing it.

Through the haze of smoke, Bai Lian, slightly turning her head, sneered arrogantly at the Secretary-General, mouthing silently— [Don’t cause trouble]

The Secretary-General subdued the chill in his eyes and, upon looking up at Ren Jiawei, expressed great confusion, “President Ren, you see, she—” In Xiangcheng, who didn’t give a wide berth to the Ren Family?

Even the recently prominent Chen Family wouldn’t dare to be so bold with him.

“Oh, President Ren,” Shen Qing quickly intervened, a bit afraid that Ren Jiawei would take her anger out on him, “Alian is just acting like a child. Don’t pay her any mind. About that book, right? I’ll talk to her again tonight…” Ren Jiawei ignored Shen Qing.

She looked thoughtfully at Bai Lian, politely greeting Ji Heng with indifference, “Happy birthday. I have another meeting and must be going now.”

Ji Heng took a puff of his pipe and simply responded with a “Hmm.”

After Ji Heng and Bai Lian went inside, she gave the Secretary-General a glance, “Alright, if it’s not for sale, it’s not for sale. I have another meeting to attend.’