The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress - Chapter 232

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Bai Lian glanced at the warehouse. The fabrics in Ji Heng’s warehouse were almost all very precious. Where did he get them from?

“Yeah!” Lance put on the robe and didn’t want to take it off anymore. He sat down on the chair, signaling to Bai Lian to just sew for him like that.

Wash?

He was not willing to take it off to wash for the time being.

“Do you want one too?” Ji Heng wrapped the embroidery needle in oil paper, and when he looked up, he saw that Jiang He was full of amazement.

Jiang He usually didn’t talk.

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But after Ji Heng spoke, his eyes clearly lit up significantly.

Ji Heng opened the oil paper again, “What pattern do you like?”

Before asking, Ji Heng hadn’t thought he would get an especially absurd answer.

After all, aside from Lance, everyone else he knew, including Bai Lian, had quite normal aesthetic preferences.

Until he heard Jiang He’s response, he had never imagined he would hear this kind of answer—

“Cabbage.”

Ji Heng: “…What?”

Jiang He looked up, worried that Ji Heng hadn’t heard him, and gestured with his hand, “I want a big cabbage.”

In Ji Heng’s mind flashed one, two, three big cabbages: “…”

Really.

He was very relieved that his granddaughter had a very normal aesthetic preference.

Otherwise, surrounded by the tastes of people like Jiang He and Lance, he would one day doubt this world.

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Xiangcheng Police Station.

Yan Lu was supporting Zhang’s mother, suppressing her emotions and asking the police in a clear and organized manner, “Can’t we visit? We want to see if he’s alright…”

The police knew that this young man had brutally beaten a philanthropist to such a state and was very indifferent towards the two of them, “Sorry, before the sentence takes effect, family members are not allowed to visit, except for the defense lawyer.”

Having said that, he didn’t bother with the two people anymore.

He simply left.

This wasn’t their first visit.

Zhang’s mother was sobbing, “Xiaoze wouldn’t do such a thing…”

“Let’s leave first,” Sister Xin pulled the two of them away forcefully, “With a criminal case, even if the Liu Family is willing to settle privately, the sentence won’t be short. Right now, there are two very important things, first is to find a lawyer, and second is to try to get a letter of forgiveness from the Liu Family…”

The problem was, how did Zhang Shize get involved with Liu Xinming?

Sister Xin couldn’t figure it out.

On the desolate roadside, Zhang’s mother shook her head, “I don’t know, he usually just plays basketball and video games, has no other hobbies, the most is that kid from the Chen Family…”

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She knew Zhang Shize very well and couldn’t find a trace of connection between Zhang Shize and Liu Xinming.

“This is strange…” Sister Xin frowned.

Yan Lu, however, seemed to have remembered something, and she went back to the hotel to check the surveillance footage from the day before.

Sister Xin knew Yan Lu had unusual feelings for the Zhang Family and accompanied her to watch the surveillance, “Why are you looking at yesterday’s surveillance?”

She sped up the video to 16x.

At three o’clock yesterday afternoon.

A stranger left a letter in front of Yan Lu’s door.

“Is this a hate mail?” Sister Xin was startled.

Yan Lu pursed her lips and didn’t speak, sliding further down the timeline. At about six o’clock, Zhang Shize came over, casual and carefree, holding a lunchbox. He checked his phone at Yan Lu’s door, then put down the lunchbox—

He picked up that letter.

“I know, Sister Xin, it’s all me…” Yan Lu covered her face, “I’ve caused him harm…”

Sister Xin supported her, “Wait, don’t panic yet, what exactly happened?!”

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Yan Lu bit her lip and didn’t speak, only asking the hotel staff to copy that segment of the video.

Back in the room, Yan Lu began to sort through all of her assets from the time she debuted. As a minor eighteenth-tier celebrity who had only been briefly popular in the beginning, most of the time she had been cold, and she didn’t have much in terms of assets.

She opened WeChat and transferred back the money for buying a graveyard plot.

Next to her, Sister Xin was making a call to Man Xi, “Hey, yes, it’s me, Man Xi, can you contact Secretary Liu for me?”

On the other end of the phone.

Man Xi had just finished work and taken a call when she glanced at her agent, “Agent Yan Lu contacted me to get in touch with President Liu’s people.”

“Yan Lu?” Man Xi’s agent had extensive connections in the industry.

Ever since Man Xi’s rise to fame, he had been guiding her career. He racked his brain for a moment before he remembered who Yan Lu was, “The person Wang Xin manages, the one who introduced you to ‘Xianming Mountain’?”

Man Xi had become famous because of the fantasy drama “Xianming Mountain,” a connection made by Yan Lu.

Sister Xin also knew about this, which is why she reached out to Man Xi.

He made a phone call and came back with a not-so-good look on his face.

“Man Xi, delete all contact information you have for Yan Lu,” the agent sneered. He had been arch-enemies with Wang Xin, but now, with Wang Xin managing the lukewarm Yan Lu, they were not even comparable, “I was wondering why Wang Xin came to you; she offended the Liu family and still wants to drag you down with her. You’d better stay out of this and not stick your neck out.”

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Despite Man Xi’s current rise to A-list status, she still had a ten-year contract with Time Media. If she offended the higher-ups over this incident and got put on ice, her career would be over.

Man Xi had not expected the situation to be so serious.

But she never questioned her agent’s judgment.

She took out her smartphone and unfollowed Yan Lu’s Weibo, blocked the phone number, and deleted WeChat contacts.

The next day.

Ji Heng woke up early to find Bai Lian crouching and waiting for him.

Ji Heng recited with no emotion, “Isoamylene undergoes ozonolysis, followed by hydrolysis in the presence of zinc…”

Perfect.

Ji Heng went to the bathroom like a wandering soul.

In the outside bathroom, Jiang He had already prepared his toothpaste and handed him the toothbrush, staring at Ji Heng with shiny black eyes without saying a word.

Ji Heng:

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He took the toothbrush expressionlessly, “I didn’t say I wouldn’t make clothes for you.”

Jiang He blinked, “Cabbage.”

“Got it.” Ji Heng lowered his head, brushing his teeth very dispassionately.

If it had to be cabbage, then let it be cabbage.

Ji Heng had learned to resign himself to his fate and to comfort himself.

Compared to the floral pattern Lance insisted on adding, cabbage at least had a bit of charm.

Bai Lian went to school as usual, and in the morning, most of the class still had no clue about Zhang Shize’s whereabouts.

“I climbed over the wall into his yard last night,” Weng Qi sat on Zhang Shize’s desk, seriously analyzing, “No one was in the yard, I don’t know where they went. That day, you know, while playing games with me, he suddenly disappeared!”

Weng Qi remembered this incident.

“Suddenly disappeared?” Bai Lian stopped writing, turned her head slightly, and squinted her eyes, “Be more specific.”

Weng Qi recounted everything about Zhang Shize’s return home and then tagging him in the group chat.

“Oh, before that, he went to deliver food to his Sister Yan.” Weng Qi shrugged.

Bai Lian’s fingers tapped unconsciously on the desk, pondering.

Not very familiar with the internet, she asked Pu Xiaohan to check Yan Lu’s recent activities.

Pu Xiaohan investigated while suggesting, “Ask Aunt Lu as well.”

That’s what everyone else thought too.

But Aunt Lu didn’t come today; she had one class and had taken leave for it.

Class 15 people went to Zhang’s flower shop again at noon, still no one.

After school in the afternoon.

Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan went together with others.

Jiang Fulai had freed up some time today and waited at the milk tea shop entrance with Jiang He.

Bai Lian saw them from a distance and was just about to go over when the window of a nearby car lowered: “Alian.”

It was Xu En.

Seeing this, Pu Xiaohan beside her said, “Alian, we’ll go check at the Zhang family first.”

The few from class 15 didn’t interrupt and left first.

Bai Lian paused and glanced inside the car.

Ji Mulan wasn’t in the passenger seat.

She didn’t leave but politely asked, “Do you need something?”

“It’s like this,” Xu En got out of the car from the other side. Knowing Bai Lian was busy with studies, he didn’t waste his words, “I have a business partner with a condition similar to your aunt’s, and now hospitals in Beicheng and Xiangcheng are afraid to perform the surgery. Could you help me contact the doctor from last time?”