The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 841 - 327, go big or go home, join Xuan Kang!_2

Ji Heng steadily inserted a needle without looking up, "What pattern?"

"Mr. Qin Jiu, I have a royal music concert next month," Director Jian puffed out his chest, "I want to wear Mr. Qin Jiu’s clothes to it."

Ji Heng incredulously lifted his head.

Thinking that Ji Heng didn’t know who Qin Jiu was, Director Jian hurriedly took out his cellphone to show him an image of Qin Jiu from the history books, "It’s Teacher Qin Jiu, just like this, Bai Xiangjun’s guzheng teacher, do you know him?"

As a native of Xiangcheng and well-versed in Dayong’s history, how could Ji Heng not know Qin Jiu?

He thought Jiang He and Lance were already abnormal enough, but it turned out the seemingly most normal Director Jian was even more outrageous than those two.

Of course, Ji Heng didn’t know that Director Jian had dared to learn the guzheng in the Jian Family, where everyone was practicing calligraphy.

What was this in comparison?

"I can’t embroider that," Ji Heng said expressionlessly.

"Ah," Director Jian glanced at Ji Heng, thinking, with your impressive drawing skills, you can’t embroider? Who would believe that? He compromised in his tone, "Then just the guzheng."

Ji Heng’s mouth twitched: "..."

Was embroidering a guzheng supposed to be normal?

What kind of friends did Bai Lian have anyway? Jiang He with his big white cabbage was already quite a challenge for him.

He was grateful countless times that Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai were very normal people.

After all, Jiang Fulai hadn’t asked him to embroider something like a Bai Lian.

Jiang He was dressed in a white mandarin jacket, holding a small stool and sitting on the side, his head tilted as he watched Director Jian. Beside him, the flower pot housed green peonies, the peonies sent by the Ren Family had bloomed into a shiny green.

They swayed in the wind, graceful and elegant.

Even though he didn’t realize how unusual his request for the design was, Director Jian still felt somewhat guilty and looked down, "That cigarette is rolled very well, where did you buy it?"

He wasn’t lying, after all, Ji Heng rolled his own cigarettes, which indeed tasted better than any others he had smoked. He was a seasoned smoker and knew his stuff.

"Zhang Shize brought it over," Ji Heng resumed his embroidery, head down.

Since Zhang Shize came to Jiangjing, most of Ji Heng’s tobacco was brought back by him.

"Zhang Shize?" Director Jian remembered there was such a person, surprised, "Where did he buy it?"

Ji Heng wasn’t very sure either, just heard that Zhang Shize said his friend’s family wholesaled tobacco.

But tobacco wasn’t a private enterprise.

**

Inside the house.

In the living room, most chairs and tables had been moved to one side to facilitate Xiaoqi’s wheelchair movement. He was sitting there, talking with Director Chen.

Ren Jiawei felt quite cramped in this space.

Shen Qing handed her some sliced cantaloupe, whispering, "Xiaoqi also really likes melon and grapes, you should take some over for them to eat."

Having spent a lot of time with Xiaoqi, she always remembered what the kids liked.

Ren Jiawei was still quite formal with Xiaoqi, having cut fruits for him at the hospital where he would eat whatever was given, and this was the first time she learned about Xiaoqi’s preferences.

"Thank you," Ren Jiawei took the plate with a complex expression.

This time, her apology was sincere.

Shen Qing returned to the kitchen, pinching Ji Shaojun’s arm, "Thank you, she actually said thank you to me..." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Ji Shaojun: "..."

It was Ren Jiawei who said thanks, but he was the one getting pinched.

Ren Jiawei placed the fruits beside Xiaoqi, able to overhear his conversation with Director Chen.

They discussed the situation in Xiangcheng and Jiangjing, the latest policies, and sometimes even the Mu Family. Sometimes Ren Jiawei couldn’t quite understand, but Xiaoqi always responded with ease.

After listening for a while, Ren Jiawei was amazed at how knowledgeable the junior high school dropout Xiaoqi was.

But every time she thought about how Xiaoqi hadn’t even finished junior high school, Ren Jiawei felt a sourness in her heart.

**

Evening.

Mu Yining had finished her work, and she remembered that today was the day Xiaoqi was discharged from the hospital. She had someone prepare a gift and went to Shanhai Apartment to visit Xiaoqi.

As she was leaving, Mu Zhendong and Mu Youjun had just gotten out of the car.

Mu Youjun greeted Mu Yining with a serene expression.

Her status in the Mu Family had always been high, and she hadn’t been involved in the affairs of the Ren Family, "Yining, I’ve come back to see Dad."

"Sister," Mu Yining knew Mu Youjun had probably heard that she had asked the old Master Mu for the contact information of those old men, and she must have been feeling unsettled about it.

Mu Zhendong didn’t speak.

His discord with Mu Yining was now out in the open. The topic for the heavy industry purification project was to be chosen tomorrow, and for the past half-month, Mu Zhendong had been ceaselessly attending banquets, personally visiting every major and minor leader responsible for the project.

After Mu Yining got into the car,

Mu Youjun headed to the old Master’s shrine, "Where is she going?"

Mu Zhendong wasn’t sure either. His associate spoke up, "She should be going to Jiang University to see Mao Xiaoqi."

"Mao Xiaoqi?" Mu Youjun didn’t know who this was.

"It’s Ji Shaorong’s biological son," Mu Zhendong said.

Upon hearing Mu Zhendong say this, Mu Youjun lost interest and began to speak about serious matters, "Tomorrow is the formal documentation meeting, and leaders from several major engineering institutes will be there, take Yining with you."

Mu Zhendong appeared to be listening to Mu Youjun’s words.

But his downcast eyes revealed his indifference.

**

Shanhai Apartment.

The number of people was actually less in the evening than during the day. Ji Shaojun had gone back to deal with official matters, and Dean Jian had classes early the next morning as well.

However, Xu En had also just finished work and arrived on time.

Only a few, including Jiang Fulai and Xu En, were eating.

Because Jiang Fulai was at the dining table, Mu Yining ate her meal with trepidation.

It was Mu Yining’s first time eating a home-cooked meal with Jiang Fulai at the same table, and hearing Shen Qing calling him "Xiaojiang," she couldn’t even hold her chopsticks steady and lost her composure.

On the other hand, Xu En was now much calmer, speaking in a low voice with Jiang Fulai at the dinner table, mostly about the foundation and matters concerning Xu Wenyao.

Bai Lian sat beside Xiaoqi, quietly asking about his leg.

After dinner, Bai Lian, knowing that Mu Yining was quite afraid of Jiang Fulai, had him go upstairs to fetch her Golden Needles.

After Jiang Fulai went upstairs, Ji Heng went outside to embroider.

Xu En and a few others also went upstairs.

There weren’t many people in the lobby.

While Bai Lian was inquiring about Xiaoqi’s injury, she spoke to Mu Yining, "Go to the meeting tomorrow."

"Yes," Mu Yining sat up straight, not curious about how Bai Lian knew so much, "After tomorrow, the three research institutes will officially start work..."

Bai Lian listened quietly to her words.

Only after Mu Yining finished talking did Bai Lian leisurely retract her leg that was pressing on Xiaoqi’s acupoint and encouraged him to stand up and try, adding, "It’s not just three."

Xiaoqi attempted to stand up.

Mu Yining was surprised, "What?"

Xiaoqi, supporting himself with one hand on the wheelchair and raising the other, looked at her, and said unhurriedly, "President Mu, Xuan Kang will cooperate with all your work."

If you’re going to play, play big, how can Xuan Kang not join in the fun!