The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 608 - : 237 Sijing Club, what kind of people have come to Jiangjing? (Second update)_1

Chapter 608: 237 Sijing Club, what kind of people have come to Jiangjing? (Second update)_1

Jiang Fulai sent the message, then put his phone back into his pocket.

The phone vibrated several times, but he did not look at it immediately.

When Ming Dongheng saw Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai come in, he took the dinner that was in the thermal box out again.

Pu Xiaohan glanced at Jiang Fulai coming in from the corner of her eye, then climbed up from the sofa, sat up straight, and spoke softly to Dean Jian.

Only Bai Lian, Jiang Fulai, and Jiang He hadn’t eaten yet.

Jiang Fulai lowered his eyes to the table where the food was laid out, the dishes were freshly heated and still steaming.

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Bai Lian sat down on the chair, picked up her chopsticks with a casual air, and seeing him still standing there, she couldn’t help but raise her head, “Aren’t you eating?”

By her side, Jiang He took a sip of water from his bok choy cup, then looked up and blinked.

Jiang Fulai came to his senses; he sat down next to Bai Lian, “Eat.”

**

The next day, the 8th of August.

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Bai Lian woke up very early, changed out of her pajamas, and put on a sports shirt.

The phone rang, and she answered it, turned on the loudspeaker, and casually set the phone aside.

She bent down to open the bedside cabinet and took out six large blocks of iridium.

“Sister,” it was Xiaoqi on the phone, his voice polite, “Hall Master Jin has arrived, and there’s also a Mr. Xu.”

She slowly tied the iridium onto her limbs with red ribbons, which made her wrists even whiter, and the red gems on them sparkled brilliantly, “That’s Xu He, you coordinate with Hall Master Jin to make arrangements for him.”

She had now built up her physical strength, and aside from her morning exercises, she would usually remove the iridium.

Xiaoqi knew her daily schedule and had called her on time, “The location should be in Guangyuan District, Hall Master Jin said they are waiting for notification from above.”

“Okay.” After finishing the call, she picked up her Bluetooth headset and opened the door to her room.

She looked down.

Jiang He was bending down and pushing a large gift box towards her door, which was one meter away from her. The blue gift box was square, with a length of eighty centimeters, and he had a hard time holding it and did not want anyone to help.

Ming Dongheng, with an expressionless face, followed behind him.

Seeing Bai Lian come out before he had finished placing the gift, Jiang He lowered his head, and a cracked expression appeared on his delicate little face.

Bai Lian hesitated for a moment as she looked at the butterfly knot on the blue gift box.

She vaguely remembered, today was the 8th of August.

It was also the 2nd day of the seventh lunar month.

Her birthday.

“For me?” She crouched in front of Jiang He, looking up at him.

Jiang He let go, his dark eyes met hers, and he spoke sulkily, “Yeah.”

He had gotten up particularly early today, intending to place the gift at her door before she came out. His keen sense of numbers had allowed him to guess everything, but—

The only thing he hadn’t anticipated was his own physique…

It wasn’t enough to lift the gift box.

“Thank you.” Bai Lian patted his head, crouched in front of him, and opened the gift box.

As she expected, inside was a piece of assembled Lego.

It was the scene from the first time she met Jiang He, with a waterwheel in the back, a bus stop in front, and further ahead, a black car.

A massive project.

She easily picked up the Lego and placed it on the bookshelf in her study.

Bai Lian lifted it as if it were weightless, as though she was handling a mere feather, and Jiang He looked up at her, opened his mouth, and had the expression of someone watching a horror movie.

Behind him, Ming Dongheng folded his arms and looked down at Jiang He’s expression, his lips twitching.

**

At noon, in the study, Bai Lian propped her hand on the computer screen, her eyebrows and eyes drooping, while her other hand controlled the printing of documents on the screen.

On her computer’s WeChat page, messages from He Wen kept coming.

He Wen: [A study of topology, one of light quantum.]

He Wen: [Haven’t you finished reading them yet?]

He Wen: […]

Bai Lian extended two fingers, unhurriedly typing out one word—

[No]

Blunt.

Jiang He sat on a stool next to her, holding a game console, swinging his legs as he played.

Pu Xiaohan and Tang Ming had left the apartment early in the morning.

After the documents were printed, Bai Lian reached out to close He Wen’s chat window, but at that moment, her phone rang.

It was Jiang Fulai, his voice lacking its usual coolness as it came across the electromagnetic waves, “I’ll be back in half an hour.”

Bai Lian was looking for a stapler, methodically stapling the documents together, “Okay.”

“What are you doing?” Jiang Fulai heard the sound of the printer through the phone.

“He Wen has two documents,” Bai Lian pressed down on the stapler with two fingers, her tone casual, “I just printed them out, look at them tomorrow.”

Jiang Fulai’s voice became a few degrees colder, “Two documents?”

“What’s the problem?” Bai Lian raised her eyebrows.

“Nothing,” on the other end of the phone, Jiang Fulai tapped the wooden box in his hand with an air of nonchalance, his face cool and detached, he didn’t continue to discuss the issue of the two documents with her, “I’ll come over.”

He hung up the phone, his gaze fixed on a small garden ahead, “Let’s go.”

Behind him was a long corridor with carved railings.

By his side, a middle-aged man was bowing his head respectfully, “Yes.”

He Wen, who was looking at data in the lab, suddenly sneezed.

The person next to him glanced at the air conditioning temperature, and though he didn’t think it was high, he still offered, “I’ll have someone turn up the heat a bit.”

**

Yunxiao District had been cracking down for over half a month.

Most clubs and major bars hadn’t recovered, the unaffected ones were only a few.

Among them were Qinglong Bar and Sijing Club.

There were many rumors about the backgrounds of these two, and most people knew they were no simple matter.

Sijing Club.

Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai arrived with Jiang He, a manager was waiting at the entrance, upon seeing the two, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, “Young Master Jiang, Miss Bai, the Third Master is already waiting for you at the top floor.”

He bent at a ninety-degree angle, not daring to look directly at Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai.

But as he bowed, he saw Jiang He being led by Bai Lian.

The manager quickly flashed a friendly smile at Jiang He.

Jiang He saw him bending his back ninety degrees: “…”

Sijing Club was only open for Bai Lian and her group today, the manager didn’t recognize Bai Lian.

But he knew exactly what kind of person this Young Master Jiang was, he respectfully led them to the internal elevator and glanced at the girl by Jiang Fulai’s side using his peripheral vision.

Wanting to remember her face.

Just catching a glimpse of her loosely tied up dark hair and feeling the faint pressure emanating from the person next to her, the manager was alarmed, swiftly averted his gaze, and only after the oppressive sensation on his body had dissipated did he cautiously wipe the sweat from his own forehead.

The rumors indeed had not deceived him.

In the top-floor private room, Pu Xiaohan and Tang Ming had arrived early to decorate the room.

Pu Xiaohan held streamers, directing Xu Third Master and Ning Xiao, “Master Xu, lower the ‘A’ a bit, Scholar, shift your ‘R’ to the left a bit, right, just like that…”

Not far away, several core attendants were bringing in the items they needed.

The core staff of Sijing Club were all too familiar with Xu Third Master.

Currently, as they watched Xu Nanjing being instructed by a girl, they couldn’t help but glance in that direction.

Pu Xiaohan and Ning Xiao were unfamiliar faces, completely distinct from the well-known young masters and misses they were acquainted with, who exactly were they?

And they were commanding Xu Third Master like this?

The attendants set down their items and left with their heads lowered, just as they saw the manager personally escorting a few people over.

“Young Master Jiang, Miss Bai, this is the place,” the manager personally opened the door, letting Bai Lian and her group enter.

The attendants beside him kept their heads down, not daring to look around.

Before the door closed, they thought they heard the voice of Master Xu, “Alian, my dear sister…”

Once the door was shut, the attendants looked up at the manager, “Manager, who are they…”

The manager himself couldn’t fathom the identities of these people, he just instructed, “Attend to them carefully, remember their names and faces.”

He lowered his head to retrieve a pager, sending out a message.

Then, turning back to look at the private room—

The past two months had not been peaceful, with several crackdowns that left him quivering with fear, and now… what kind of people had come to Jiangjing?

**

Inside the private room.

Pu Xiaohan pulled Bai Lian to take photos, and seeing there was nothing left for him to do, Xu Nanjing walked over to Jiang Fulai’s side, poured himself a glass of wine, and lazily swirled his glass, “Alian, are there still a few guests coming?”

He had prepared a gift for everyone who came today.

“Her uncle, aunt, and grandfather,” Jiang Fulai stood aside, his gaze on Bai Lian’s direction, his tone indifferent, “There should also be a teacher coming.”

Uncle, aunt, grandfather?

Xu Nanjing was surprised.

He knew Bai Lian’s grandfather, who lived on Purest Street, but now he had come to Jiangjing?

“Xiaoqi and Brother Mao haven’t arrived yet,” Tang Ming added as he moved a stool over.

Xiaoqi, Brother Mao?

Xu Nanjing had thought Bai Lian only had a few friends like Tang Ming in Jiangjing, but now who were these two, Xiaoqi and Brother Mao?

He was pondering this when.

The door to the private room was again respectfully opened by the manager.