Chapter 316: 121 Mao, it’s really you! Make-up class storm_3
Bai Jian: [1]

Director Jian: […]

**

Meanwhile.

At the hospital.

Xu En’s condition had mostly recovered, but he still hadn’t been discharged. After learning he was awake, the police had taken his statement twice.

“Zhou Jian? I don’t have any conflicts of interest with him,” Xu En was pondering over any conflict he might have had with Zhou Jian.

“He’s in cahoots with that Mr. Lu,” Assistant Xu reminded from the side.

That was the only explanation.

Of course, they couldn’t have known that Zhou Jian always thought Xu En was Bai Lian’s backer.

Wenyao didn’t understand business matters, only speaking after they finished their discussion, “Dad, I’m planning to go back to Jiangjing this weekend. I wanted to visit Mr. Ji’s place today, but they are hosting guests.”

Wenyao initially wanted to stay a couple more days to tutor Bai Lian.

But Bai Lian didn’t need it, and Wenyao, who was also focused on his studies, didn’t plan to waste his time here.

“School matters are important,” Xu En nodded in agreement, then remembered something, and asked his assistant, “Have the wedding invitations been made?”

His wedding date with Ji Mulan had been set, to be before the end of the year, on January 19th, the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

As the end of the year approached, there were matters at home waiting for Xu En to handle.

Xu En and Ji Mulan were going back to prepare for their wedding.

Before that, he wanted to personally deliver the invitations to the Ji Family, although Xu En still wasn’t sure if Bai Lian would attend the banquet in Jiangjing.

“They should arrive by mail tomorrow. As soon as you finish writing them, I’ll distribute them,” Assistant Xu opened his notebook, carefully checked all the schedules. The invitations were ordered by him, and Xu En had learned calligraphy, his handwriting presentable. He wanted to write the invitations himself.

It was a way of showing the importance he placed on the wedding.

Wenyao stood on the side, sensing that Xu En and his assistant took this wedding much more seriously than before.

**

Xu En was discharged on Sunday.

He also finished writing the invitations on the day of his discharge.

One for Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun, and Ji Shaorong each, and a separate one for Bai Lian.

The time to have dinner with Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun, and Shen Qing was set for noon.

“1.19?” Bai Lian put the invitation in her backpack, “I might not have time.”

Since Bai Lian was a student, Xu En specially arranged the date close to the New Year break, expecting that even senior students would be on vacation by then, but Bai Lian still said she didn’t have the time.

Ji Heng held the invitation, thoughtful.

He viewed Xu En, Bai Qiming, and even Wenyao, who was supposed to tutor Bai Lian, as much more reliable than Ji Mulan.

“What are you going to do?” Ji Heng asked, “Shouldn’t your school be on break by then?”

“We’ll have a break,” Bai Lian zipped her bag, “but I have to attend tutoring sessions.”

Jiang Fulai had mentioned a special training camp during the winter break.

She didn’t know what the training camp would entail.

“Tutoring?” Xu En spoke up quickly, “That’s easy, I’ll have Wenyao find you a good tutor in Jiangjing. As soon as the holiday starts, you come to Jiangjing, finish your tutoring, and then go back.”

Wenyao nodded, “I know quite a few tutors, we can book them now, and Zhiyue and I can also teach.”

Ji Mulan, who had been silent, looked up at Ji Heng.

That look was her way of urging Ji Heng to persuade Bai Lian.

Of course, the idea greatly attracted Ji Heng.

He picked up his pipe from the side and looked up.

Bai Lian immediately halted their plans, “… Grandpa, someone’s already tutoring me.”

This was something Wenyao had heard from Bai Lian before. He hadn’t voiced an opinion, but it was Ji Mulan who spoke up, her tone tinged with envy, “But Wenyao found the tutors in Jiangjing, and he himself attends Jiangjing University.”

She didn’t elaborate, but her point was clear.

Ji Mulan couldn’t fathom that Bai Lian’s tutor could be anyone other than a teacher from Xiangcheng’s No. 1 High School, unable to measure up to ones from Beicheng, let alone Jiangjing.

“You, you’re from Jiangjing University?” Shen Qing, who had been quiet, looked at Wenyao in shock and admiration.

This was her first time meeting a Jiangjing University student.

Wenyao smiled politely at Shen Qing, “Yes, Auntie.”

Ji Mulan looked down on Shen Qing’s embarrassing reaction and interrupted the exchange to say to Bai Lian, “You should learn from Wenyao and aim for…”

“Oh, that’s a pity—”

Bai Lian, holding her chopsticks unhurriedly, interrupted, “I only want to be a street rogue.”

Shen Qing nodded, “Being a street rogue is good too, if you’re a street rogue you also have to work hard…”

She stopped herself when she realized what Bai Lian meant.

Ji Mulan gripped her teacup tightly, at that moment lacking the courage to see the reactions of Xu En and Wenyao.

With such an attitude, she was already imagining the reaction of Mrs. Xu upon hearing about this.

Ji Heng, Xu En, and others such as Wenyao, who knew she aspired to attend Jiangjing University and was working hard towards it, remained silent.

Ji Shaojun looked at Ji Heng finally understood—

Why Ji Heng said Bai Lian weighed 180 pounds, because the extra 80 pounds were pure defiance.

“Alian.” Ji Heng tapped the table with his pipe, coughed, and gestured for her to tone it down.

What street rogue nonsense.

Bai Lian put some veggies into her bowl before speaking lazily, “There really is someone teaching me. I have to go to the library with him later.”

After the meal, Bai Lian was off to the library.

This time, Xu En had invited Bai Lian and the others to his temporary residence for a meal, an individual bungalow, which was somewhat distant from the library.

“He’s coming over?” Wenyao was surprised. He was eager to find out who was tutoring Bai Lian.

So, after the meal, Wenyao went out with Bai Lian, curious to see who it would be.

Ji Heng was still drinking at the dining table.

Both parties had timed their plans with precision.

The moment Bai Lian stepped out the door, a blue car drove up from the end of the road, stopping right in front of them.