The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: 269 Bai Jian, the Arrival of Lance! (Second Update)_2

Kong Wei sat back in his chair and reminded her, “Just now, a Lance sent you a WeChat voice message.”

Bai Lian looked down, picked up her phone, and walked to the balcony to call Lance back.

On the other end of the phone, Lance, still wearing the dark blue robe Ji Heng made for him, nodded at the welcoming officials and then took out his phone, his Chinese as awkward as ever: “Hi, Bai, I’ve arrived, I’m going to look for Ni.”

Lance had a summit in the middle of the month.

“I’m at school,” Bai Lian leaned against the balcony, slowly wiping her hair, “Are you looking for my grandpa?”

“Exactly.”

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Bai Lian hung up the phone and sent the address of Shanhai Apartment to Lance.

After thinking it over, she also sent a WeChat message to Ji Heng, telling him that Lance would be visiting that evening.

**

Friday.

In the private residential area of Jiangjing, the cemetery.

A shower had just passed, and it was nearly autumn, the sky as if washed clean.

This was a joint tomb.

The woman bent down to place the chrysanthemums she held in her hand, then took a handkerchief to wipe the photo of the woman on the tombstone, mumbling to herself for a while before stepping down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, Jiang Fulai was wearing a black trench coat, one hand in his pocket, the coat making his figure look extremely slender, his brows and eyes as clear as the rain-washed sky, deep, cold, and serene.

He didn’t look friendly, and his presence was strong.

Ming Dongheng held a long-handled black umbrella, standing a meter away.

“I’ve heard from Yan Yan,” said Gao Shu, dressed in a cheongsam, the deputy head of the National Theater, holding a high position, having recently gone abroad with the theater for international exchanges, and having just returned home. She exuded a graceful and elegant air, “I didn’t bring anything back as gifts, so I bought her a hairpin, but I don’t know if she’ll like it.”

She wasn’t very tall but had a gentle demeanor.

She had seen the photos sent by Gao Yan.

Walking down the stairs with her, Jiang Fulai’s voice was cool and clear, “You should change the gift.”

He didn’t explain why.

Gao Shu was slightly surprised. She glanced at Jiang Fulai and after a long pause smiled, “Alright, I’ll discuss it with Yan Yan again. But, when do you plan to take me to meet her?”

“She’s busy,” Jiang Fulai stood tall and straight, his features like jade.

He was always concise, no matter who it was.

The two walked down a few paths and reached the old Jiang family mansion.

The Jiang family estate was too big, and Gao Shu hadn’t quite figured out which way to go, so she left with Jiang Fulai.

Outside the door, the two’s cars were parked.

Jiang Fulai’s black car was also parked quietly, with Jiang AG6 starting its license plate.

Gao Shu’s car had the license plate of Jiang AG9.

Ming Dongheng, holding the car keys, opened the rear door of the car, and from Gao Yan’s car, a young man and woman got out. The girl, with a clear and beautiful face, politely greeted Gao Shu, “Aunt Gao.”

“Shuhe,” Gao Shu smiled at her, “You and Xiao Jiu wait for a moment, I’ll be right there.”