The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 891 - 351 times back to Beicheng! Who does Xingjiang District belong to?

Chapter 891: 351 times back to Beicheng! Who does Xingjiang District belong to?

The afternoon sun was dazzling, casting its glow on the young girl’s radiant yet languid face.

In her hand, she held a speech draft given by the school, tapping it absentmindedly against her palm.

The breeze gently lifted her skirt, hiding the golden patterns in a cloak of gentle yet enchanting mystery. She sighed in resignation, "Fine, as long as you’re happy."

From the driver’s seat, Ming Dongheng didn’t dare let his gaze wander and pretended to be invisible.

Not far away, a tourist group was approaching.

Jiang Fulai held a straw between his slender fingers, his eyes downcast, his aura less captivating than usual, somewhat gloomy as he leisurely opened his milk tea.

He passed it over, "Senior, here’s your Cherry Fruit Tea."

Ming Dongheng got into the driver’s seat and started the car.

Not far off.

The principal, together with Lu Lingxi and a group, were heading towards the administrative office.

Next to them, a leader from the education bureau kept looking back, "The gentleman next to Student Bai..."

He seemed familiar.

The principal’s brow twitched as he feigned nonchalance, "Director, let’s hurry back to the administrative office. Ning Xiao and the others are waiting to take photos. Teacher Lu has also called Yang back this time."

Administrative office.

Ning Xiao, Yang Lin, and others were there.

Zhang Shize, wearing a baseball cap, leaned against the outside of the corridor, looking down at his mobile phone.

Next to him, Weng Qi was excitedly talking to him.

The sunlight, piercing through the dust, cast slanting shadows on them. Lu Lingxi had just climbed the stairs when she saw the two appearing somewhat entranced.

"Mum Lu!" Zhang Shize saw Lu Lingxi, quickly put down his phone, and walked forward two steps to embrace her with open arms, "I’m back again!"

"You kid," the principal, unable to hide his grin next to them, "Teacher Lu mentioned you got into the University of Political Science and Law?"

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"Just lucky, just lucky."

The principal was about to say it was truly remarkable to get into the University of Political Science and Law and there was no need for modesty.

Zhang Shize then humbly took off his baseball cap, "Just the tenth place nationally."

Principal: "..."

Hearing the voices of the principal and Lu Lingxi, Ning Xiao, Tang Ming, and Yang Lin, all waiting in the office, came out.

To pose for the photographer’s photos.

"Teacher Lu," the principal, with hands behind his back, turned slightly to discuss with Lu Lingxi, "This kid got national tenth place, why not go to Jiang University? What was he thinking, going to the law school?"

Didn’t Jiang University even try?

Lu Lingxi was unsure.

It wasn’t until Yang Lin, who had finished her photos first, came over to greet Lu Lingxi.

After a moment of silence, she gave the principal two words, "Ten years."

Ten years?

What ten years?

The principal was baffled, feeling even more that since Bai Lian and her group went to Jiangjing for college, they had become more inscrutable.

Yang Lin stood beside Lu Lingxi.

Checking her phone, it was black and packed with functions. Previously, her phone could only send messages and make calls, so Xia Zhuoyu had given her his old phone to use.

On the phone, Xia Zhuoyu had already replied to her message—

[When trimming damaged roots, if the area is too large, it is advised to use Gibberellic acid for repair]

Having read this, Yang Lin planned to go to the market later to buy some Gibberellic acid to send back.

She thanked Xia Zhuoyu and then put away her phone, her gaze fixed on the photographer in front, but her voice was candid, "Teacher, who was that person taking the money before?"

Lu Lingxi stayed silent.

Yang Lin looked at Lu Lingxi but did not continue to ask.

Once the photographer had finished completely, Lu Lingxi took an invitation Zhang Shize handed her and walked toward the admissions office, then took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

**

At the school entrance.

After the sharing session ended, entrance was no longer restricted.

Yang’s mother walked alongside a middle-aged man, looking up among the crowd for Yang Lin.

Yang Lin, fair-skinned and wearing glasses, was inconspicuous in the crowd. It took a while for the two to spot her.

"Little Lin, right?" the middle-aged man immediately followed, holding a little boy and grabbing Yang’s mother, coming over with a beaming smile, "I’m your Uncle Yu, we’re meeting for the first time..."

They blocked Yang Lin, also for the demolition compensation.

But Yang’s mother looked at Yang Lin with an awkward expression, uncomfortably fiddling with her hair.

"Sister Yang!" Not far away, Zhang Shize and Tang Ming noticed her, Zhang rotating the basketball from Weng Qi’s hand, "What’s happening? Some thugs causing you trouble?"

Weng Qi stood next to Zhang Shize, baring his teeth at Yang’s mother and the man.

Not very fierce.

But with several tall youths around, especially Ning Xiao on the far left making a phone call, just a glance over with his brooding eyes carried an intense aura.