The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Grandma Wang in the next street?

Ren Wanxuan gripped her phone tightly, looking towards Ren Qian, “Grandpa, I’m discussing something with my senior.”

Ren Qian didn’t insist on Ren Wanxuan going with Bai Lian anymore.

Ji Heng picked up the smoking pipe on the table and stood up. He knew that Ren Wanxuan didn’t like him smoking, so he retreated to his own room.

Once everyone left, Ren Wanxuan looked around, and seeing no one, she lowered her voice, “Jian Rong seemed to say that a very important elder from Jian Family is coming to Xiangcheng, and they are looking for an opportunity to meet that elder.”

Upon hearing the last part, Ren Qian sat upright, “An elder whom even Jian Family wants to meet?”

So mysterious?

Who could it be?

He exchanged puzzled looks with Ren Jiawei.

**

Inside a courtyard on the street next to Purest Street.

The old person’s coughing echoed one after another, and Ning Xiao was patting the elder’s back with an extremely distressed look on his face.

The sound of knocking on the door came.

He watched as Grandma Wang finished her water before he went to answer it.

He thought it would be the neighbor from next door, but to his astonishment, it was Bai Lian, “Alian?”

Bai Lian hadn’t expected to see him either.

Their eyes met until a weak voice came from the room, “Who is it?”

“My classmate.” Ning Xiao opened the door to let Bai Lian in.

Struggling to sit up, Grandma Wang’s eyes weren’t too good, but through the window, she could make out Bai Lian’s face with a trace of joy, “Alian.”

Bai Lian entered as if she knew the way.

First, she glanced at the three ancestral tablets in the main room, which had fresh fruit offerings.

Then, she went into the room to see Grandma Wang, and seeing her trying to sit up, she quickly helped her and naturally checked her pulse.

“Be careful,” Bai Lian looked down, feeling a weight in her heart.

“Cough cough… I,… I didn’t realize you two were classmates.” Grandma Wang’s murky and dim eyes lit up, and her withered face seemed to gain some life, “Does he often do homework with you?”

“Yes,” Bai Lian continued patting her back until Grandma Wang’s coughing subsided, “We and another classmate went to Jiangjing for tutoring before the New Year.”

“Good, good…” Grandma Wang was somewhat excited, “Then I’m relieved.”

She was frail, having been kept awake by her cough these past days, but under Bai Lian’s care, she fell asleep in less than five minutes.

“I’ll teach you a set of massage techniques later.” After Bai Lian tucked her in, she stepped out of the room to talk to Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao seeing his grandma fall asleep in less than five minutes under Bai Lian’s hands, knew the massage was effective.

He was just a bit surprised. Bai Lian knew how to do this too?

After teaching Ning Xiao, Bai Lian remembered Xiao Wang’s issue, “Where is your grandma’s phone?”

Ning Xiao finally found the old-style cell phone in a corner.

It was out of power.

Bai Lian understood the situation before she replied to Xiao Wang—

[Her phone ran out of battery, spend more time with her when you can.]

Wang: [Thank you]

**

The next day.

Tuesday, the fourth day of the month, Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai went to the prison early in the morning.

To visit a certain Mr. Zhang.

“Alian,” Zhang Shize’s hands were still cuffed as he walked in, greeting them first, “Brother Jiang, Happy New Year.”

Then he had the look of someone about to cry.

“Got beaten again?” Jiang Fulai stood behind Bai Lian, arms crossed, his stance lazy. His narrow, light eyes occasionally swept over him, appearing quite disdainful.

Zhang Shize: “…Not really.”

Fights were common, but he wasn’t crying because he got beaten up, but because Chi Yundai had come over that morning.

“He’s making me memorize legal terms!” Zhang Shize looked at Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai, complaining about Chi Yundai’s evil deeds.

Bai Lian hadn’t yet grasped what legal terms were.

Jiang Fulai gave Zhang Shize a glance and asked sincerely, “Is that thing really worth memorizing?”

Isn’t it something you can remember just by looking at it once?

Zhang Shize’s sobbing came to an abrupt halt as he looked up at Jiang Fulai blankly, “…”

He felt like crying even more.

In half a month, Zhang Shize had made considerable progress, reaching a second-year level in mathematics, and his English improved the fastest.

While he was making crafts in prison, not only did he strive to be the first, but he also managed to memorize words while being the first.

“Every few days there would be complaints about him,” a staff member from the prison whispered to Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai while seeing them out, “because he’s always reciting words loudly while queuing for the toilet, disturbing people in the next stall.”

He didn’t dare talk to Jiang Fulai.

They left the prison gate.

Bai Lian settled into the passenger seat and bowed her head to fasten her seat belt.

“Where are you going?” Jiang Fulai’s fingers rested on the steering wheel, casually tapping it.