The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 784

Chapter 784: The Great Turmoil of 308, Alian has a box of _2

Chapter 784: The Great Turmoil of 308, Alian has a box of _2

She lowered the tray table and took out her computer, placing it on top.

Powered it on.

“Hey, junior, do you know who else is leading us to the summer camp besides Director Meng?” Shi Ruolan brought up the topic of the summer camp to Bai Lian and then whispered with a hint of mystery.

Director Meng was the teacher in charge of the team this time.

“…Who?” Bai Lian had pretty much guessed it when Jiang Fulai accompanied her to the airport this morning.

But she still played along with Shi Ruolan.

“It’s, you know, the two institutes of Jiang University,” Shi Ruolan continued in a lowered voice when she saw Bai Lian’s interest, “Apart from the Quantum Research Institute under Academician Ma, there’s also an Aerospace and Dark Matter Research Institute. I heard that our team leader this time is from there…”

Bai Lian’s fingertips tapped on the computer, launching the video software and playing the movie she had downloaded in advance.

Shi Ruolan talked, and Bai Lian just listened, sharing one of her earbuds with Shi Ruolan.

An airplane journey lasting over ten hours.

When the sky turned dark, most people on the flight were asleep, and Bai Lian went to the restroom.

When she came out after washing her hands, the cramped aisle had one more person.

He was slowly rolling up his sleeves, clad in a silver-grey satin shirt, exuding nobility and aloofness that were out of place in this cramped space.

He glanced up upon hearing the door open.

The aisle wasn’t well-lit, and a white curtain separated it from the first-class cabin up ahead.

“Would you like to come over to my side to rest for a while?” Jiang Fulai, who was accustomed to privilege, didn’t like sitting close to others, nor did he like noise. He extended his hand to embrace her, his voice low, “Private space, a bit larger seating area.”

Bai Lian and the others were still students, after all, and this international exchange was a rare opportunity.

Jiang Fulai hadn’t meddled much with Tang Ming and their social interactions.

“No need,” Bai Lian wasn’t as arrogant as the young master Jiang, capable of adjusting to any setting. Sensing someone coming, she patted Jiang Fulai’s hand as a signal to let go, “Someone is coming.”

Jiang Fulai released her hand and slipped a new SIM card into her palm, “Install it later.”

His expression turned unavoidably colder, and his light-hued eyes involuntarily fell on the curtain.