The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Student 038, do you have a guzheng? (Part 1)_2

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Jiang He, dressed in a white shirt and black suspenders, worked hard to keep step with Jiang Fulai.

A big and small figure on the road attracted countless gazes.

At the entrance of the auditorium, a student council member was checking tickets. They wanted to greet Pu Xiaohan with a smile, but upon catching a glimpse of the person in front, they hastily withheld their voice.

Inside the auditorium, Pu Xiaohan didn’t dare to go in with Ning Xiao.

She waited until she saw Ning Xiao lead Jiang Fulai inside before she relaxed.

“Who is that?” the student council member dared to speak out, somewhat certain, “Must be a VIP invited by the principal.”

I wonder why the principal and Chen Zhu haven’t arrived.

Pu Xiaohan was waiting at the entrance for Bai Lian.

Time was brief.

The school celebration began at eight o’clock. At 7:40, Bai Lian arrived with Ji Heng.

The moment she appeared in sight, she held tight the gaze of everyone present.

Bai Lian wore a beige cross-collared jacket today, the beige lapels embroidered with green vines; her skirt, a gradient splicing of light green and off-white, with the hem embroidered with clusters of stunningly lifelike poppies.

Ji Heng knew she had a performance and specially added a six-meter silk chiffon skirt to her outfit, making her look both ethereal and beautiful.

Atop her head was still a loosely tied plain wooden hairpin.

There were no extraneous hair ornaments.

Facing the morning sun, walking step by step, causing the embroidered poppies on her skirt to bloom gently, she looked like an elegant white tiger stepping out slowly from mountains of bones soaked in blood.

In this world of colors, none seemed as multifaceted as her.

Most of the people passing by stopped in their tracks.

All of a sudden, Pu Xiaohan thought of the line “not vying with the peaches and plums of this world.”

“Pu Xiaohan?” Bai Lian, not hurriedly tapping on her phone, noticed that Pu Xiaohan was spaced out for quite a while, so she raised her eyebrows.

“Ah,” Pu Xiaohan’s face turned red all at once, and she quietly greeted Ji Heng, “Grandpa, good day, I’m Pu Xiaohan.”

As she said this, she turned her head to look at Bai Lian’s grandfather.

The grandfather wore a black long gown, had a stern face, and held a smoking pipe in his hand, but the tobacco pouch hanging from it was empty.

Pu Xiaohan accompanied Bai Lian and Ji Heng inside.

Today, there were many people in the auditorium, most students had no seats, standing in a large open area at the back, with a few rows of chairs in the front reserved for teachers, school leaders, and some members of the student council.