The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 551: Bustling Jiangjing, Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage Principal Shi (Two Chapters Combined)_4

“Miss Bai,” Xiaojie politely began.

The two were not familiar with each other, and just as Bai Lian’s phone on the table started ringing, she nodded briefly at them before answering the call.

It was Jian Zhongyou on the phone.

She held the phone to her ear, poured herself a cup of tea, and slowly walked to the balcony. “Looking for me?”

“Am I the last to know you’ve arrived in Jiangjing?” From the other end of the phone, he could still hear the zither version of “Han Shixu” playing. “I found out from Xiaopu’s social media feed.”

Jian, the director, knew Bai Lian because of the “One Eater, One Big Bowl” account.

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He was still mutually following “One Eater, One Big Bowl,” and the two had long since added each other on WeChat.

Bai Lian lowered her head and took a sip of tea. “Nope.”

Director Ma didn’t know yet.

There was a pause from the director, and then he responded in a manner that seemed more sensible, “Did you look at the musical score I sent you?”

“I don’t understand it,” Bai Lian said succinctly.

Jian, the director, was completely convinced and felt Bai Lian was pulling his leg. “You understand reduced characters score, but you say you can’t understand a simple musical score?”

Bai Lian was on the balcony, talking on the phone with Director Jian.

In the hall, the butler looked at Ji Shaojun who had just come out of the bathroom. “How long is she staying?”

“She’s leaving today,” replied Ji Shaojun after greeting the two people and heading to the kitchen.

The butler nodded in understanding and said no more, faintly hearing Bai Lian’s voice discussing “musical scores” and “zither.”

“Is she studying art?” the butler asked Xiaojie.

Xiaojie shook his head. They never talked to Ji Shaojun about other people’s affairs, and what Bai Lian or Ren Wanxuan did, they did not know.

Hearing this, the butler didn’t ask further. He was just making casual conversation and wasn’t really interested in whether Bai Lian studied art or not.

Bai Lian left with Ji Shaojun.

After all, she was a young girl, so the butler and Xiaojie both felt it necessary to escort her to her destination.

“I’m heading to Chang’an District,” Bai Lian lowered the car window, her hand resting on the edge, and politely said, “Let uncle head to work first.”

“There’s still time,” Xiaojie looked in the rearview mirror, his tone unaffected. “Let’s drop you off at Chang’an District first. There’s no rush.”

He didn’t reveal Ji Shaojun’s workplace.

Bai Lian then said nothing more, merely providing the address for Shanhai Apartment.

A very ordinary apartment.

Bai Lian asked them to stop the car at the entrance of the apartment complex, grabbing a cardboard box and getting out directly.

This place was very close to Jiangjing University. The butler glanced at the neighborhood, noticing a young man with yellow hair squatting at the gate of the complex. He wore ripped jeans, a black tank top, and held a cigarette in his hand.

He looked somewhat like the unruly youths from Purest Street.

The butler was about to frown when he heard Ji Shaojun laugh, “Xiaomao is here too?”

He wanted to greet Mao Kun, but seeing the butler looking a bit off, Xiaojie immediately drove off.

Once the car was a distance away, the butler finally said to Ji Shaojun, “Wait until things quiet down a bit, and then bring her over to Mu Mansion for a visit.”

Ji Shaojun didn’t respond; he wasn’t sure if Bai Lian would come.

The butler thought his silence was an agreement and moved the topic on, “Manager Xu must have told you about Cooldy Street.”

“He mentioned the bar on Cooldy Street,” said Ji Shaojun, retracting his gaze.

The butler nodded, “But we haven’t found out who their partner is…”

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“Sis, aren’t you going to check out the bar and see Han Shixu?” Mao Kun followed Bai Lian into her home.

As Bai Lian entered, she shook her head, “I don’t have time right now.”

As soon as Mao Kun entered, he could feel changes. The sofa had been moved; there was not only a cabbage-shaped embroidered pillow that Ji Heng made, but also a cabbage-style blanket.

There were succulents on the balcony.

And there were two empty flower pots.

Mao Kun looked at the flower pots, “What are you planning to plant here?”

“Next time, bring some cabbage seeds,” Bai Lian suggested as she opened the door to the study and took out a small copper statuette commemoration badge from the box, placing it on her desk.

Mao Kun immediately saw her desk.