The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 879: Little Sister 346

Shanhai Apartment.

Mu Yining had been waiting in 303 all morning, but Bai Lian hadn’t come back.

"Auntie Mu," Zhang Shize, who was supposed to return to Xiangcheng in the past two days, decided to stay because Bai Lian hadn’t gone back. He felt something was wrong, so he continued reading at Shanhai Apartment, "You should have some tea first."

Yan Lu chose to stay at the newly built airport and train station in Xiangcheng for two more days to welcome passengers.

Mu Yining took the cup, feeling uneasy.

After finishing the water, she took her phone to the balcony and called Bai Lian again.

After ringing twice, the call was connected.

"Alian," Mu Yining breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you okay now?"

On the other end of the phone was still Jiang Fulai, whose voice was as indifferent as ever, "She’s sleeping."

Composed, yet carrying his characteristic aloofness.

"Mr. Jiang?" Mu Yining recognized the voice and leaned against the balcony.

Jiang Fulai responded indifferently, lighting incense in the makeshift study room, the light mist enveloping his eyebrows and eyes. He only asked her one question, "Does Yuzhou Base know?"

Mu Yining instinctively stood up straight, "The base from eighteen years ago?"

Yuzhou Base, where Mu Qiong had perished at the base of the snowy mountains.

After that, the Mu Family was left unaware of such scientific research news.

"It’s been rebuilt," Jiang Fulai said casually, "The base was damaged this time, and some researchers were lost. If the Mu Family needs a quota, bring the list to the Jiang Family."

Mu Yining hung up the phone, stunned.

Exiting the balcony, she saw Zhang Shize opening the door.

In came a bald man holding two iron boxes.

Seeing Mu Yining, Zhang Shize patted the man and introduced him, "Old Li, this is Auntie Mu."

The man quickly scratched his head and bowed to Mu Yining, "Auntie Mu, hello, I’m Li Sheng, you can call me Little Li."

Mu Yining, holding her phone, looked at the man who was not younger than herself yet called her "Auntie Mu," suddenly feeling her seniority infinitely elevated.

**

Gao Family.

Gao Yi sat in the tea room, holding a teacup in his hand.

Opposite him was a white-haired old man who, smiling, poured himself another cup of tea, "As for that person from the Jiang Family, you probably know more than I do. The Science Academy is too big for the Xiang Family to handle alone."

There were plenty of people who wanted what Mr. Ma from the Ma Institute held in his possession.

"Old Xiang, according to Professor Ma, Mr. Ma’s belongings are left to his junior disciple," the voice of Gao Yi slightly deepened, his heart wary, "that’s Bai Lian."

He had suffered too many losses at her hands.

"That’s nothing," Old Xiang, the dean, tapped the teapot and leisurely picked up his teacup, "I’ve already found someone to take control of her family, Mr. Gao, this opportunity only comes once, otherwise when he wakes up..."

Dean Xiang’s gaze deepened as he looked at Gao Yi, the implication in his words very clear.

Who "he" referred to was obvious without saying.

Both the Gao and the Xiang families were trying to squeeze into that position.

Previously, the presence of the Jiang Family prevented them from rising.

Now that Jiang Fulai was in a coma, others seemed less important to Dean Xiang.

"Dean, give me a moment to think," Gao Yi saw Dean Xiang out the door.

He stood on the steps, his gaze profound.

His phone rang—it was Gao Shu’s call.

"What part did you take in the Mu Family matter?" After Jiang Fulai woke up, Gao Shu managed to divert some attention to manage the affairs of the Gao Family.

Gao Yi had casually probed for quite a bit of information in the past few days.

And he was probing with this call as well.

Having figured this out, Gao Shu simply stated, "For the upcoming matters, it’d be good if the Gao Family could clear itself."

She left it at that.

**

Dusk.

Bai Lian woke up.

She pushed open the door of the ward where Ming Dongheng was standing outside talking to Xu Nanjing.

Seeing Bai Lian come out, Xu Nanjing immediately stood up straight, "Sister Alian, you’re awake?" then pointed to the next room, "Brother Jiang is in there."

The next room was the temporary study.

With Jiang Fulai in a coma for so long, a pile of matters had accumulated.

The Jiang Family, Xu Family, and Chen Family were all lined up waiting.

When Bai Lian entered the study, Chen Beixuan was standing three meters from the desk, bowing his head waiting for Jiang Fulai to finish reading a document.

Jiang Fulai tapped the document lightly with his fingertips, his expression icy.

Until someone entered from outside, the light in his pale eyes softened slightly, "Mr. Ma’s memorial service is the day after tomorrow."

His voice also softened a few degrees.

The temperature in the room finally rose a few degrees, and Chen Beixuan couldn’t resist rubbing his arms and leaving the study.

Not until the door was closed did he recover.

"Mr. Ma’s memorial service," Chen Beixuan dared not ask Jiang Fulai but turned his head to look at Xu Nanjing, "Mr. Ma, he..."