The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

The woman took it, and upon seeing Bai Lian’s calligraphy, stared in surprise, then took an extra look at her. Then her eyes fell on the address, “Is this going to… Jiangjing?”

“Yes.” Bai Lian nodded, remembering Nanjing had said he wouldn’t be returning this time.

The woman, not further inquiring into private matters, packed it skillfully. Out of concern for the invitation, she even carefully wrapped it in a layer of plastic film, “9 yuan.”

Bai Lian scanned the QR code with efficiency.

Pu Xiaohan watched the woman pack the item and after Bai Lian paid and walked out, she hesitantly asked, “The one you just sent, why does it look so much like the invitation used by Good People Playing Ping Pong?”

When Zhang Shize showed Pu Xiaohan Bai Lian’s invitation, she remembered it clearly.

The wind blew, carrying a hint of chill. Bai Lian played with her phone, her voice casual, “Pretty much.”

“Five hundred thousand?” Pu Xiaohan’s voice shifted, and she was a bit flustered, “You just mailed it out like that?”

No insurance?

Bai Lian: “…”

There was also a possibility, it could be two million.

Pu Xiaohan immediately turned around and went back to the courier store.

Bai Lian’s phone rang. She looked down and saw it was Wang Xin calling.

She answered.

Wang Xin called to express her gratitude, “Miss Bai, I am deeply thankful for your help this time. I am preparing to bring Yan Lu into the group, and we need to sign a confidentiality agreement, so we won’t be able to contact you often.”

Yan Lu’s popularity had remained high these past few days, and without waiting for Dayong to air, Wang Xin had already selected several high-quality scripts for her.

While listening, Bai Lian watched Pu Xiaohan, thinking she would cancel the courier.

But what Pu Xiaohan thought of as a remedy was—

Wrapping it with film two more times.

Bai Lian quietly averted her gaze, looking towards the door and observing the bustling outside, her voice scattered, “Alright, I’ll hand over the last song to Dean Jian tomorrow, and I won’t release new songs for a short period.”

Wang Xin was taken aback, “Are you…?”

The street light beside them lit up, and Bai Lian reached out to grasp the light spilling through, her tone lazy, “I’m going to prepare for the college entrance exam.”

Yes, Bai Lian was also a senior in high school.

Wang Xin recalled the No.14 hot search item, where netizens had deified Ning Xiao, the fourteenth ranker in the national exam.

But she remembered it clearly, that No.14 was Ning Xiao’s account, and Ning Xiao—

At that time, was asking Bai Lian for answers!