The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress - Chapter 530

Chapter 530: Principal 213, you have not prepared enough banners (Second update)_1
 

The face couldn’t be seen clearly, but under the shifting lights, there was an overwhelming aura about the person that felt imposing. Even from this distance, he seemed unapproachable and inviolable.

It was as if he sensed the gaze from behind, the man looked over in this direction.

Song Min and Bai Shaoqi were worldly.

They had met the Yin family and the old Master Yin in Jiangjing, and Bai Shaoqi had also met Principal Jian.

But even so, across the traffic, they could feel the oppressive aura emanating from the man. It wasn’t gentle at all, more like prey under the gaze of an alpha wolf, sending shivers down one’s spine.

This was a major intersection, with a long red light, finally turning green.

The driver took a turn and the spine-chilling sensation that Song Min and Bai Shaoqi felt finally dissipated.

“Who is he?” Bai Shaoqi exhaled, her eyes fixed on the rearview mirror, her pupils unreadable.

Such an aura was rare to come by.

Song Min pursed his lips, “He must be from the Xu family.”

He had heard that the Xu family had a young master studying at Jiangjing University.

The car returned to the Bai family residence, and the Song family members also got out, greeting Bai Qiming.

Upon Bai Shaoqi’s return, the household’s servants and the butler all put down what they were doing to greet her, everyone now holding her in high regard.

“Dad,” Bai Shaoqi removed her coat and handed it to the butler, then slowly took a wet wipe to clean her hands, her eyes lowered: “We saw sister just now on our way back.”

Bai Lian?

“Her?” Bai Qiming nodded. He was preparing the guest list and waved at Bai Shaoqi, “Come here and take a look, is it enough to invite this many people to the celebration, or is someone missing?”

For this celebration, he not only invited the Bai family but also the relatives of Guo Yueqing’s maternal family.

Bai Qiming didn’t bring up Bai Lian again, and Bai Shaoqi smiled, not mentioning her either.

After discussing with him, Bai Shaoqi returned to her room to continue her piano practice.

The butler stood quietly behind Bai Qiming, “Are we not going to Jiahao?”

Originally, Bai Qiming had planned to go to Jiahao Hotel to find Bai Lian and inquire about Deputy Director Zhou’s affair, but now…

Bai Shaoke successfully became Professor Jiang’s student, and Bai Shaoqi obtained a ticket from Principal Luo. These events had a great impact on Bai Qiming.

“Forget it,” Bai Qiming pondered for a long while before shaking his head.

**

Jiahao Hotel.

In Bai Lian’s room, she took a bath first upon returning, and Jiang Fulai glanced at the furnishings of the small living room. He lazily touched the purple clay teapot on the table; the water was still hot.

The service was satisfactory.

He stood up straight, took the randomly placed music scores one by one off the table, and neatly put them away.

There was also a TV in the hall. After collecting the music scores, he casually leaned against the sofa, turned on the TV, and systematically logged into each membership account.

After Bai Lian finished her bath and got dressed in loungewear, she came out, her head covered with a clean towel and her expressionless face leaning against the door frame as she watched him signing into memberships.

Jiang Fulai propped his chin with one hand, his slender fingers swiftly scanning a mobile payment code, handling the transaction smoothly.

It was only when he felt something amiss that he glanced to the side.

Bai Lian leaned casually against the door frame, her fingers pinching the towel, carelessly thrown over her head, and watched him with an amused yet non-amused expression. Her freshly bathed eyes still held a misty gaze.

She looked at him like that, her expression saying, “Go on, why don’t you continue signing in?”

Jiang Fulai: “…”

Paying was effortless, but getting caught was vexing. Jiang Fulai silently put down the phone and seeing her still wringing her hair, he also said: “Why don’t you blow-dry your hair?”

He walked over to the bar, took out a black hairdryer from the cabinet below.

Bai Lian didn’t bother with hairdryers as the weather was hot and her hair would dry on its own soon after wiping. She wasn’t one to fear the cold, either.

Yet Master Jiang was eager to plug in the hairdryer.

He even brought a chair over for her. Bai Lian reluctantly sat down, released her grip, let the towel fall, and her long hair that fell past her waist cascaded down the back of the brown chair and over the white hem of her clothes.

Jiang Fulai stood behind her for a while, probably waiting a moment before turning on the hairdryer, parting a strand of her ink-black hair.

He quietly blow-dried her semi-wet hair.

The room was very quiet, the curtains were open, with the view of the busy streets and the lights of thousands of homes outside.

Jiang Fulai blow-dried her hair leisurely.

“Turn up the fan speed,” Bai Lian said with crossed legs and arms, casually instructing him in an unconcerned manner.

Jiang Fulai: “…”

He silently turned up the fan speed.

Jiang Xiaoniao would certainly be envious.

**

The next morning.

Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai returned to Xiangcheng together.

Principal Jian came down to see her off, talking about Yan Lu’s situation, while Jiang Fulai, holding his phone, stood by the car, only occasionally looking over. He had an aloof demeanor that kept people at bay.