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Chapter 682: 271 following her was the special assistant to President Jian, Gao Family_2
It was only after the group had left that Professor Jia acknowledged Yun Chang with a greeting, while Bai Shaoqi and Madam Song did not exchange a single word with Bai Lian, though Madam Song’s gaze lingered on Bai Lian’s departing figure.
This was the first time both of them had encountered Bai Lian at such an event.
With one hand clasped behind her back, Bai Lian conversed with Yun Chang with such an air of casual elegance that she seemed as if she had stepped out of a painting—the epitome of a noble scion—humble yet holding her own, more natural than anyone else they had seen.
Compared to these two, Ya Ning recalled that this was the young lady she had met in the elevator before.
“Teacher,” Ya Ning said, looking at Bai Lian’s retreating figure, “the beautiful woman next to the principal is…”
“Lack of manners,” Professor Jia reprimanded with a smile any term that addressed beauty inadequately, “I don’t know who she is, but you all need to be polite when you see her.”
Director Li didn’t introduce her to him, but since she could hold a conversation with Yun Chang, Professor Jia knew this young lady wasn’t ordinary.
“Be polite?” Bai Shaoqi unconsciously blurted out.
Madam Song also withdrew her gaze and looked towards Professor Jia.
“Yes, didn’t you see Director Li calling her Miss Bai, and accompanying her to see the instruments was none other than the principal of Jiangyin,” Professor Jia said without doubting Bai Shaoqi’s question, instructing her with the most important point, “And, did you notice the person who was following her on her left?”
Ya Ning and Bai Shaoqi turned their heads back again, but Bai Lian and Yun Chang had already walked far away.
Nevertheless, they could still see Old Hu, dressed in unremarkable grey clothes, respectfully following behind Bai Lian.
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Professor Jia said gravely, “That is Dean Jian’s first assistant. Even Dean Jian’s three senior disciples call him ‘uncle,’ and his status in Dean Jian’s heart is by no means lower than that of his disciples.”
Ya Ning suddenly understood, “No wonder, when I saw her last time at Jiangyin going to the recording studio. Teacher, you don’t know her either?”
“There are many people whom I, your teacher, don’t know,” Professor Jia chuckled, “You all need to be smart about it.”
His gaze fell on Bai Shaoqi and Madam Song, who both seemed a bit out of sorts.
**
Mu Family, Tingyu Pavilion.
Dong Xiaobai seldom returned home, and the precious octagonal table was only occasionally punctuated by the faint sound of a soup spoon tapping against a bowl or dish.
The woman seated at the head of the table was dressed in an exquisitely tailored outfit, the epitome of elegance and luxury. She ate only a couple of bites before setting down her chopsticks, her voice neither cold nor warm, “Uncle?”
“Hmm,” Mu Yining had gotten used to her demeanor, “The ritual banquet is at the end of the month.”
Mu Youjun looked well-preserved; nearing fifty years old, she appeared just over thirty. Taking a silk handkerchief from the butler behind her, she gently wiped her mouth, “Jiachen’s aunt has returned. I might not have time then, I’ll ask again about Gao Yi and Jiachen.”
Put simply, aside from the elderly patriarch, there was no one in the Mu Family worth her making a special trip for.
“It depends on your schedule,” Mu Yining scooped up a spoonful of crab roe soup, his back straight, “Your matters take precedence.”
Since the Gao Family had an esteemed daughter, their status had risen like the tide, becoming an unchallenged force in Jiangjing, where no one dared offend. As for the nearly diminished Mu Family, the Gao Family naturally didn’t consider them important.
Mu Xiangguang was not involved in the affairs, and Mu Yining also had his own pride. The Mu Family was not the kind to curry favor and draw close to power. Even though Mu Youjun had married into the Gao Family, the Mu Family never boasted about their relationship with the Gao Family.
Consequently, Mu Youjun’s life in the Gao Family was quite pleasant. After bearing Gao Jiachen, her status further escalated.
The butler did once lament over Gao Jiachen, wishing he was a member of the Mu Family.
But clearly, he did not have the audacity to compete with the Gao Family for people.
Aristocratic families often intermarry, supporting each other to preserve their legacies over time.
But as the Mu Family waned and the Gao Family…
Over the years, Gao Jiachen had only returned to the Mu Family once when he was one year old in the arms of Mu Youjun. After that, the Gao Family did not allow him to visit, marking a clear separation between the Gao and Mu families.
The Mu Family was no longer of any consequence to them.
Ren Wanxuan sat next to Dong Xiaobai, spoon in hand. Throughout this meal, she had scarcely dared to lift her chopsticks.
Ren Qian had arranged for so many etiquette teachers for her in her earlier years.
She used to disdain the lack of grace in Shen Qing, Ji Heng, and their group, but now sitting here, she too felt uncomfortable under the scrutiny of others.
At this table, besides the scholarly-born Dong Xiaobai, the other two were rather daunting figures.
After dinner, Mu Youjun intended to visit Mu Xiangguang. As she stepped out the door, holding her handkerchief, she slowly turned, “Tonight’s crab soup was not very palatable. In a few days, I’ll have someone send over some fresh Hong Mao crabs. They are freshly caught and air-shipped. Jiachen’s aunt just got quite a few fresh ones from the Jiang Family.”