The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 841

Chapter 841: 327, go big or go home, join Xuan Kang!_2

Ji Heng steadily inserted a needle without looking up, "What pattern?"

"Mr. Qin Jiu, I have a royal music concert next month," Director Jian puffed out his chest, "I want to wear Mr. Qin Jiu’s clothes to it."

Ji Heng incredulously lifted his head.

Thinking that Ji Heng didn’t know who Qin Jiu was, Director Jian hurriedly took out his cellphone to show him an image of Qin Jiu from the history books, "It’s Teacher Qin Jiu, just like this, Bai Xiangjun’s guzheng teacher, do you know him?"

As a native of Xiangcheng and well-versed in Dayong’s history, how could Ji Heng not know Qin Jiu?

He thought Jiang He and Lance were already abnormal enough, but it turned out the seemingly most normal Director Jian was even more outrageous than those two.

Of course, Ji Heng didn’t know that Director Jian had dared to learn the guzheng in the Jian Family, where everyone was practicing calligraphy.

What was this in comparison?

"I can’t embroider that," Ji Heng said expressionlessly.

"Ah," Director Jian glanced at Ji Heng, thinking, with your impressive drawing skills, you can’t embroider? Who would believe that? He compromised in his tone, "Then just the guzheng."

Ji Heng’s mouth twitched: "..."

Was embroidering a guzheng supposed to be normal?

What kind of friends did Bai Lian have anyway? Jiang He with his big white cabbage was already quite a challenge for him.

He was grateful countless times that Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai were very normal people.

After all, Jiang Fulai hadn’t asked him to embroider something like a Bai Lian.

Jiang He was dressed in a white mandarin jacket, holding a small stool and sitting on the side, his head tilted as he watched Director Jian. Beside him, the flower pot housed green peonies, the peonies sent by the Ren Family had bloomed into a shiny green.

They swayed in the wind, graceful and elegant.

Even though he didn’t realize how unusual his request for the design was, Director Jian still felt somewhat guilty and looked down, "That cigarette is rolled very well, where did you buy it?"

He wasn’t lying, after all, Ji Heng rolled his own cigarettes, which indeed tasted better than any others he had smoked. He was a seasoned smoker and knew his stuff.

"Zhang Shize brought it over," Ji Heng resumed his embroidery, head down.

Since Zhang Shize came to Jiangjing, most of Ji Heng’s tobacco was brought back by him.

"Zhang Shize?" Director Jian remembered there was such a person, surprised, "Where did he buy it?"

Ji Heng wasn’t very sure either, just heard that Zhang Shize said his friend’s family wholesaled tobacco.

But tobacco wasn’t a private enterprise.

**

Inside the house.

In the living room, most chairs and tables had been moved to one side to facilitate Xiaoqi’s wheelchair movement. He was sitting there, talking with Director Chen.

Ren Jiawei felt quite cramped in this space.

Shen Qing handed her some sliced cantaloupe, whispering, "Xiaoqi also really likes melon and grapes, you should take some over for them to eat."

Having spent a lot of time with Xiaoqi, she always remembered what the kids liked.

Ren Jiawei was still quite formal with Xiaoqi, having cut fruits for him at the hospital where he would eat whatever was given, and this was the first time she learned about Xiaoqi’s preferences.

"Thank you," Ren Jiawei took the plate with a complex expression.

This time, her apology was sincere.

Shen Qing returned to the kitchen, pinching Ji Shaojun’s arm, "Thank you, she actually said thank you to me..."

Ji Shaojun: "..."

It was Ren Jiawei who said thanks, but he was the one getting pinched.

Ren Jiawei placed the fruits beside Xiaoqi, able to overhear his conversation with Director Chen.

They discussed the situation in Xiangcheng and Jiangjing, the latest policies, and sometimes even the Mu Family. Sometimes Ren Jiawei couldn’t quite understand, but Xiaoqi always responded with ease.