The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 420: 165 incident, the arrogant Xu Nanjing (second update)_1
 

Xiaojie pondered briefly, recalling everything he had just seen.

Then he hesitated before speaking, “I don’t know what she’s doing.”

Those neat numbers, he recognized each one individually, but when they were together, he couldn’t recognize any of them.

He saw Bai Lian wearing a middle school uniform, so she must be learning middle school content, but what she wrote down seemed so strange and bizarre.

“Hmm,” the butler’s tone was heavy, “Ji Shaojun received education from the Mu Family when he was young. Taking him back won’t cause any slip-ups. We’ve lingered in Xiangcheng for too long.”

The butler felt there was no longer any need for him to stay here.

The result of this trip was unexpected yet within reason.

“Such a pity…” Xiaojie looked back at Ji Heng’s brightly lit yard.

All three of Ji Heng’s children, their skills were only prominent in the arts.

The situation in Jiangjing was just too complicated.

**

Meanwhile, Yang Lin had just finished her part-time job.

She walked towards the Tube Building with her head down and backpack in hand, when a hesitant voice came from ahead, “Li… Lin?”

That voice…

Yang Lin suddenly looked up to see a middle-aged woman in a plaid shirt looking hesitantly at her from three meters away.

“Is it really you?” the middle-aged woman subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear, “After all these years, are you doing well?”

Yang Lin slowly lowered her head, noticing the middle-aged woman holding the hand of a boy about seven or eight years old. She stared at the boy.

The middle-aged woman quickly pulled the boy behind her, “This… This is also your brother.”

“Weirdo,” the boy poked his head out from behind the woman and made a face at Yang Lin, “She’s not my sister!”

Yang Lin’s pitch-black eyes stared from behind her thick hair at the pair in front of her.

“Why are you two walking so fast?” A man’s thick voice sounded.

The boy ran towards him, “Dad!”

“Ah—my precious son!”

Yang Lin didn’t look at the woman again and started walking forward. Soon, a conversation could be heard behind her.

“Is that your ex-husband’s daughter? Look, we just moved back, and there’s no space for her at our place. You’re not thinking of bringing her back for me to take care of, are you?” The man’s voice was wary.

The woman spoke meekly, “I… I didn’t think that.”

“Well, you’d better not. With a father like that, she can’t be much good. Don’t even think about letting her come to our house, what if she spoils Shanshan and Tianbao…”

Yang Lin quickened her pace and soon returned to the Tube Building.

The stairs were cluttered with a pile of junk and trash.

Fourth floor.

On the right, an old lady gently opened a door a crack and whispered to her, “Your father seems to have come back…”

**

The next day.

Bai Lian noticed Jiang Fulai’s blue car parked at the entrance to Purest Street early in the morning.

“What’s this?” she saw a small thermos next to the driver’s seat.

Jiang Fulai waited until she was seated before starting the car, his demeanor cool and voice soft, “It’s made by the chef. I brought a bowl for you as well.”

Bai Lian played her English reading out loud and opened the thermos to take a sniff.

The faint scent of medicinal herbs; she identified the blood-nourishing ingredients. Her pale fingers paused at the mouth of the thermos.

Bai Lian looked hesitantly at Jiang Fulai to her left.

Blood tonics?

Just for that little bit of blood?

Was it necessary to replenish?

The traffic light turned red, and Jiang Fulai stopped the car, turning his head with a sharp look in his eyes, “What?”

“Nothing,” Bai Lian withdrew her gaze, recalling that Jiang Fulai seemed to have had blood drawn as well. She sipped the soup leisurely, and everything started making sense.

Upon reaching the school, Bai Lian asked him to stop at the intersection next to the bus station.

She waited for Jiang Fulai’s car to leave before leisurely walking towards the school.

She arrived at her class, and not many people had come, including her desk mate and Ning Xiao. Bai Lian put down her backpack and sat down on the chair, noting that her phone was lit up inside the bag. She picked it up to check.

It was a message from Xiaowu about someone who lived below Yang Lin—

[Her father is back]

**

Six o’clock in the afternoon.

“Tick tock”—

In the pitch-black bathroom, Yang Lin slowly regained consciousness, her eyes a bit blurry.

The bathroom door wasn’t tightly closed; she could see the faint light outside and hear Yang Jianping on a phone call, “What… thirty thousand? Wasn’t it thirty thousand seven years ago? Alright then, come and pick up the person right away.”

Yang Lin suddenly became fully alert. Thirty thousand? Pick up the person?

She opened her eyes, steadied herself on the washbasin, and slowly stood up, supporting her entire body’s strength to walk outside.

Outside, the place was in disarray. Yang Jianping finished the call, and seeing her coming out, he crushed a beer can, “What about your homeroom teacher? Isn’t she always sponsoring you? Why not ask her for living expenses?”