The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 692

Chapter 692: 274 Bai Jian, an expert, Mu Lao Ye steps out of the Buddha hall (two watches combined)_3

“Something came up at school, what did you have for dinner?” Jiang Fulai approached, bent over to pick up the scattered papers on the ground, embodying the elegance of a clear and breezy moonscape.

A new batch of graduate students was about to start, and the school actually wanted to ask if he would take on two more team members, but no one dared to mention it to him.

Working under him, unless they had talents like He Wen, few could keep up with his pace. Those who were too dull, even a glance from Young Master Jiang seemed a waste.

“It was fish caught by my grandpa, and today, Chen from the office cooked,” Bai Lian still fiddled with the lighter, watching him organize things neatly and place them onto the nearby bookshelf, “Your aunt saved two pieces for you, and there will be soup for you to bring tomorrow.”

“Alright.” Jiang Fulai had little interest in most things.

He came from an esteemed background, yet lived more simply in the lab than Academician Ma. He was indifferent about almost everything; even Ming Dongheng and the Jiang Family couldn’t casually enter such a secretive place as his lab.

He even had a special pass but disabled it because he found it bothersome.

Only when he was in Xiangcheng, having dinner with Bai Lian and Jiang He, did Jiang Fulai not eat at the lab, and that was when Ming Dongheng arranged dinner for a while.

But now, Shen Qing and Ji Heng always made sure Jiang Fulai brought a lunchbox when he went to the lab, mostly large dishes and stewed soups made by Shen Qing.

“My aunt added something extra to the soup…” Bai Lian said lazily as she stood beside him, watching him organize the bookshelf, her voice pausing slightly at the mention of the addition.

Jiang Fulai turned slightly and reached around her waist, his fingertips tensing as he bent his head down, eyes lowered, and asked in an orderly manner from a close distance, “What extra?”

“It’s what Tang Ming and Ning Xiao drank,” Bai Lian’s gaze was towards the door, wondering if Jiang He might suddenly return.

Jiang Fulai bent his head down, kissing her from behind the backlight.

His arms bent around her waist, seemingly cold in demeanor, yet his tense arms held strong power. The slightly rolled-up sleeves revealed faintly protruding veins.

“What are you thinking about,” it was some time before Jiang Fulai spoke again in a steady voice, his gaze faintly toward the door, “Xiaoniao’s fingerprints weren’t recorded.”

Room 302 had only Bai Lian’s and his fingerprints.

“I have half a month off in January,” Jiang Fulai reached out, brushing the hair that fell on her neck behind her ear, “Let’s go to the snow mountains; there’s an ancient site there, too.”

“Taking such a long break,” Bai Lian looked at him, “aren’t you researching dark matter anymore?”

** _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}