The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: 035 is modest and does not compete, the one picking up trash picks up _1

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Ji Shaorong had always been an invisible presence in the Ren Family.

He rarely visited the Ren Family’s old residence and conducted himself with quiet, scholarly elegance and a strong sense of literary pride.

He had almost no presence in the Ren Family.

Ren Qian was unsatisfied with the marriage and seldom concerned himself with his son-in-law, until the birth of his pleasing granddaughter.

Ji Shaorong had only sought out Ren Qian once seven years ago because of an issue concerning Ji Shaojun.

This was still the first time he had spoken up like this at the Ren Family home.

Even Ren Qian was taken aback by his attitude.

“Alright,” Ren Jiawei picked up the cigarette box on the table and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it as she bowed her head, “Dad, if you’re outclassed, you have to admit it. It’s not that I look down on them.”

Ren Wanxuan looked up at Ren Jiawei and bit her lip, “Mom…”

“Forget it,” Ren Qian stopped expressing his opinion and stood up, “Wanxuan, come with us to Wanhe Building first, your teacher is arriving soon.”

He didn’t bring Ren Jiawei with him.

Once everyone had left,

Ji Shaorong retrieved a pillbox from the pocket of his coat and poured out two pills. Ren Jiawei poured him a glass of water, frowning, “Don’t worry about this matter, you also know Wanxuan has always been under my dad’s care.”

Ren Wanxuan was the only descendant of the Ren Family, taken and handed over to Ren Qian to be raised from the moment she was born.

They simply had no say in the matter.

Across from them, the secretary-general glanced at them indifferently before turning to walk out the door.

“I do have some regrets about handing Wanxuan over to your father,” Ji Shaorong put down the water glass and pressed his brow.

“Stop thinking about it. However…” Ren Jiawei resettled in her chair, eyeing Ji Shaorong thoughtfully, “Bai Lian does bear a resemblance to the Ji Family, whereas Wanxuan doesn’t resemble her at all.”

“Don’t say that again in the future. Don’t bring up the idea of grooming Lian Lian anymore either. She wouldn’t want it,” Ji Shaorong swallowed the pills and put away the pillbox, then shook his head, “And if Wanxuan hears it, she’ll cause a fuss again.”

He had a feeling that Ren Wanxuan harbored significant animosity towards Bai Lian.

Yet there was clearly no conflict between the two of them.

“Alright, alright, I haven’t said it in front of anyone else,” Ren Jiawei gestured in surrender, “But if your niece truly doesn’t want… Alright, I won’t mention it.”

At twelve o’clock, the private room in Wanhe Building.

Chen Zhu and Chen Gang were also there.

The headteacher of Class 8 had been transferred to First Middle School, and anyone in Xiangcheng with money and influence tried to get their child into his class.