The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 887 - 349 big changes!_2

With the achievements that Bai Lian and Ning Xiao had made, it was enough to be on Celebrity Wall.

The Celebrity Wall.

Bai Lian’s pitch-black eyes looked in the direction of Celebrity Square, "Good, thank you."

Dean Shu was also in Shun Yu’s office and didn’t interrupt their conversation.

It was only after Bai Lian had left that his assistant spoke to Dean Shu in a low voice, his voice betraying his shock, "Just the start of sophomore year and already on the Celebrity Wall, and there are two of them?"

Jiang University’s Excellent Student Representative Wall was strict; most of the time, not even one would make it in a year.

The last time was He Wen.

And now, suddenly, there were two.

Dean Shu slowly picked up a disposable cup next to him, lowered his eyes, and took a sip, "This turmoil has finally come to an end, and their young lives have just begun."

This year, the situation in Jiangjing had been fluctuating.

First was the Wen Family, then the Mu Family.

Last was the Gao Family and the Xiang Family, busy and distraught over the drone matter, which put an end to this battle. frёewebηovel.cѳm

**

Downstairs.

Ming Dongheng had been waiting.

It was another low-profile business car, parked under the trees; Bai Lian looked up and saw the back seat window half down, Jiang Fulai sitting by the window, only half of his cool face visible, hidden among the mottled tree shadows.

It was summer vacation, and there were hardly any students at Jiang University.

As Bai Lian approached, Ming Dongheng opened the back car door.

In the back seat, Jiang Fulai’s laptop was still on the table; he continued sliding his hand over the touch screen, checking the data submitted by He Wen and others.

Upon hearing the door open, he looked up and reached to adjust his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Once she was seated, Ming Dongheng went to the driver’s seat to drive.

"First to the airport, they’ve all arrived already," Jiang Fulai raised his hand, rolled up the window, "It’s still an hour’s drive, get some sleep first."

Bai Lian sat inside, her head lazily leaning against the window, long eyelashes drooping, her hand supporting her chin; her complexion was pale yet incredibly languid, the sunlight filtering through the one-way glass gently outlining her features.

Her expression was unreadable, showing neither sadness nor any other emotion.

Academician Ma was of advanced age and for this trip, Bai Lian had actually prepared herself.

She stuffed a Bluetooth headset in her ears, listening to an untranslated paper, and then closed her eyes.

She had been overexerting her mind recently, which was also one of the reasons Jiang Fulai was preparing to return to Xiangcheng.

The air conditioning was set low.

Jiang Fulai looked at her for a long while, grabbed a blanket to cover her, and then stretched his hand to press down on the left Bluetooth headset, his voice deep, "Continue."

"I’ve submitted the Mu Family’s list..." The report was from Jiang Xijue, mainly about the Mu Family’s affairs, as for the Gao and Xiang Families, he could handle them himself, "Also, the Luo Family people are inquiring about Miss Bai’s news."

Jiang Fulai continued to swipe through the documents on his computer, simply responding with a "Hmm."

Jiang Xijue understood.

He hung up the phone and returned to his office, apologizing as he looked towards the old master of the Luo Family, "You may go back."

**

The airport.

When the car arrived, Bai Lian was still not awake.

Jiang Fulai didn’t wake her, just turned off the lights inside the car and continued to work beside her.

Bai Lian was in a half-dream half-awake state.

She was accustomed to life and death, having bid farewell to too many people.

In the first two months in this world, her dreams were mostly of battlefields, or her father and brothers.

But this time, with Academician Ma’s departure, she inevitably dreamed of Liang Zewen, dreamed of Dayong’s Jiangjing in heavy snowfall, with Liang Zewen kneeling at the palace gate for three days and nights.

Pleading for Emperor Jiangwen to send troops to save Xiangcheng.

In his dream, Liang Zewen received the news of her death, and he lay in bed, eventually succumbing to his grief. His red eyes in the dream appeared so vividly real as he called out to her through the ether—

Xiang Jun.

Bai Lian suddenly woke up.

She sat up, the blanket falling off her.

"What’s wrong?" Jiang Fulai noticed her unease, reached out to hold her, and gently patted her back, consoling her in a low voice, "Had a nightmare?"

His voice, usually cold, was now especially gentle.

Bai Lian lowered her eyes: "...Yes."

On the plane.

"Bai Lian, they’ve reached the airport," Zhang Shize completed the call with Ming Dongheng and then asked Tang Ming, "What about the ’Academic God’?"

"At the National Defense University," Tang Ming checked his phone, "Oh, he’s already on his way, in a taxi. He’ll be at the airport in ten minutes."

"National Defense University?" Zhang Shize was surprised, "That’s Sister Chen’s school, what was ’Academic God’ doing there?"

"Yang Lin often goes to the neighboring Art Institute as well." Tang Ming, used to such oddities, put an arm around Zhang Shize’s shoulders, chin pointing in Yang Lin’s direction, and then whispered, "Buddy, could you get two of Yan Lu’s autographs for me? My cousin’s a big fan of Yan Lu. She just found out I have Yan Lu’s WeChat and without her autograph, she’ll bother me to death when I get home."

Tang Ming was not very close with Yan Lu and Pu Xiaohan, and felt embarrassed to ask.

Across from them, Yang Lin was also on the phone, "Yes, Grandma, I’m coming back to Xiangcheng today... You don’t need to come over, I will take a bus tomorrow to visit you."

Next to her, Pu Xiaohan was holding a knife and working on puppet props.

Soon, everyone had arrived.

Bai Lian had slept for a while on the way to the plane but hadn’t managed much sleep on board, talking to Xiaoqi.

"Sis, you’re just in time to be back," Xiaoqi was stuck in Jiangjing, "Xiangcheng and the headquarters in Beicheng City—swing by them if you have time. The branches there were just promoted, and some partners still haven’t been confirmed. Manager Lin is on it."

Bai Lian poured herself a cup of hot water, "Okay."

Zhang Shize, holding a thick law book, sat next to Ning Xiao, "What were you doing at the National Defense University? Thinking about transferring schools? I’d advise against that idea, your Principal Shi would be heartbroken."

"No," Ning Xiao took out a printed paper, "That was my brother’s old school."

Zhang Shize was about to ask who his brother was.

Suddenly remembering the several memorials in Ning Xiao’s family, he instantly shut his mouth, changing the topic, "Tang, why don’t you come with me after we land to get Yan’s autograph..."

Ning Xiao bowed his head, taking out a pen to make marks on the paper.

**

Beicheng.

Bai Shaoqi and Song Min had returned a few days ago after initially planning not to come back from their entrepreneurial efforts in Jiangjing.

They hurried back upon hearing about the push to promote Xuan Kang in Beicheng.

Their investments were doing well, better than some, lesser than others.

Bai Qiming had been losing sleep lately because of Bai Lian. He was not in Jiangjing, had no idea what Bai Lian was up to, only hearing she was fine. Meanwhile, the Bai Family far in Beicheng was being affected.

Seeing Bai Shaoqi and Song Min return eased his mind, "Xuan Kang?"

"Yes, Xuan Kang will definitely become the leading brand domestically," Song Min had heard plenty about Xuan Kang in Jiangjing, "As soon as Xuan Kang launches next year, its market value will be immeasurable. They will dominate the future market of traditional medicine, and we must secure an early partnership with them in Beicheng."

Oddly enough, Xuan Kang had branches in the four major cities and even second and third-tier cities around Beicheng but none within the city itself.

As a result, most people in Beicheng who wanted to visit Xuan Kang chose to go to Xiangcheng.

"When do they start?" Bai Qiming asked seriously.

"In the next few days," Bai Shaoqi stood up, "We have the contact for the regional manager. We’ll invite him for a meal and strive to cooperate with them. Following them, it will be easier for the Bai Family to enter Jiangjing."

This was Bai Qiming’s lifelong wish.

The Bai Family, especially Bai Qiming, were urgently in need of proving themselves.

No family doesn’t want to climb higher, and now as the Song Family continued to do better, the Bai Family declined further.

People in the Bai Family questioned his previous decisions, greatly regretting the loss of Bai Lian, and some even said that they shouldn’t have allowed the Bai Shaoke siblings to return in the first place.

"Good, good, good." Bai Qiming stood up.

He needed to prove to everyone that his selection back then was correct!