The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 147: Chairman Teacher 057, Sister Lan is going to stir things up (Second Update)_1

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The principal was still organizing books.

Upon hearing the voice, he quickly set down the book and took two steps forward.

Seeing Qiu Xuezheng lost in thought over a piece of paper, he lowered his head to take a look and then smiled, “This is written by our student Bai Lian. It’s no less impressive than the work of Student Ren, don’t you think?”

The principal knew that Ren Wanxuan was Qiu Xuezheng’s prized disciple.

So he didn’t overly praise Bai Lian.

Yet Qiu Xuezheng shook his head, “No, this kind of brush strength, let alone Wanxuan, even my grandson might… not measure up to him.”

The principal couldn’t see it, but Qiu Xuezheng was very clear.

Laymen don’t understand what it means to ‘penetrate wood by three fen,’ that the brush can kill into the paper, controlling the speed and pressure at the fingertips, demonstrating the writer’s skill.

He subconsciously assumed that such writing must have been done by a male student.

He then remembered the principal mentioned that this student was still in senior year. How old would that be?

And who was their teacher?

How could there be such hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Xiangcheng?

Qiu Xuezheng quickly spoke up, “Which student is it? I’d like to meet them.”

The principal hadn’t expected Qiu Xuezheng to hold such a high opinion of Bai Lian, “You are about to give a speech, so how about I arrange a meeting after your speech is finished?”

With luck, he might be able to see Bai Lian in the auditorium.

“Okay.” Qiu Xuezheng knew he was too eager, with his speech still pending, he reiterated, “Make sure to arrange our meeting.”

The principal didn’t understand why Qiu Xuezheng was in such a hurry.

But he still made the arrangements and went out to call Lu Lingxi.

Qiu Xuezheng took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the head of the Cultural and Tourism Bureau—

[I believe that Xiangcheng may have hope to apply for the Calligraphy Association in the future]

The bureau chief must have set Qiu Xuezheng as a priority, for they called the principal the second the message was received.

Noon.

Bai Lian was almost just out of class when she received a call from Shen Qing.

“Alian,” Shen Qing’s voice was a bit soft, “Your mother suddenly asked me out to eat today and told me to call you to join us at Wanhe Building.”

But Shen Qing didn’t agree outright.

She felt that Bai Lian’s relationship with Ji Mulan probably wasn’t good, so she called Bai Lian first to confirm.

“The food here is quite good,” Shen Qing thought for a moment, “Do you want to come?”

Ji Mulan…

Upon hearing this, Bai Lian was a bit lost in thought.

“Alian?” Shen Qing had been speaking for a while when she realized no one was responding.

“Mhm,” Bai Lian, resting her arms on the balcony, looked down below. Her emotions had stabilized over the past two days, and her eyes were dark and deep, “I’m on my way.”

Shen Qing was sitting on the toilet.

She hung up the phone.

Then she came out, washed her hands, and headed for the private room.

There was only Ji Mulan in the private room. Xu En hadn’t arrived yet. Ji Mulan was looking down at her mobile phone, not speaking with Shen Qing.

Shen Qing sat opposite her somewhat awkwardly.

Xu En arrived a few minutes before Bai Lian.

His presence was even stronger than Ren Jiawei’s, and Shen Qing didn’t know where to put her hands and feet.

She wanted to ingratiate herself with Xu En but found herself unable to articulate any flattery.

Shen Qing was starting to regret coming; she had just heard Ji Mulan mention dining at Wanhe Building and wanted to try this delicacy that was usually beyond her reach.

“This is my sister-in-law,” Ji Mulan introduced Shen Qing with indifference, as she had always looked down on her a bit.

Xu En was very polite.

Shen Qing could only give a stiff nod, finally understanding she didn’t fit in at this kind of occasion.

Fortunately, the sound of the doorbell saved her.

Shen Qing quickly stood up. Bai Lian walked in from the outside, glanced at the people sitting inside, pulled out the chair next to Shen Qing, and sat down casually, leaning back lazily.

Her school jacket was left open, her long eyelashes hung down, lightly casting a shadow over her dark pupils.

She greeted Shen Qing lightly.

As for the others, Bai Lian found it hard to extend any politeness.

Ji Mulan sat opposite her, troubled by her rebellious demeanor, “Don’t you know how to greet people? This is your Uncle Xu.”

Only then did Bai Lian look up, silently observing Ji Mulan.

The person had a very beautiful face, but the expression was noble and domineering, those eyes—

Lacked warmth.

They were gradually becoming estranged from the memory she held.

Bai Lian couldn’t help thinking of the Klein Blue Jiang Fulai had mentioned, the color of a person’s pupils after death. Was that the color of her mother’s eyes when she passed away?

“Kids are always like this,” Xu En didn’t mind, just smiled at Bai Lian, “Even though you don’t want to be registered under the Xu Family, I still consider myself your Uncle Xu.”

Xu En was skilled in negotiations, and with just a sentence or two, he lightened the mood.