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Ji Mulan was downstairs reading a financial magazine when she heard the noise. Standing up in surprise, she asked, “Going where?”

“To see your dad,” Xu En looked at Ji Mulan. “I need to talk to Alian in person.”

The Ji Family lived on Purest Street.

Despite being back for so long, Ji Mulan had never taken Xu En to visit,

as that part of the road was too old, and both the alleyways and houses were extremely outdated. Xu En had mentioned a few times that he wanted to visit Ji Heng, but she didn’t really want to take Xu En there.

“It’s so late now,” Ji Mulan closed the financial magazine, very slowly suggesting, “Why don’t you call my dad about whatever it is, and we can arrange to meet him tomorrow and talk then?”

What she said made sense.

Xu En calmed down, realizing it was his first visit and he hadn’t prepared any gifts yet; a sudden visit wouldn’t be very polite.

He turned back and instructed his assistant to prepare gifts.

Then he took out his phone and called Bai Lian.

The second the call connected, Xu En seemed to come back to life.

Thank goodness.

Bai Lian hadn’t blocked him.

Xu En fairly understood that she had blocked Ji Mulan.

“I’ve already declined on your behalf. I didn’t expect the old lady to check your phone, I know this must have caused you trouble, I’m truly sorry. I’ll explain things to the old lady clearly,” Xu En returned upstairs, full of apologies.

Bai Lian was elegantly nibbling on a fish head. Sitting on a chair, her tone was very light and breezy, “It’s fine.”

After ending the call,

Xu En finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His assistant was also very apologetic.

“From now on, inform me about these matters first,” Xu En said gravely. “I might be busy lately, but I still have time for this. If you can’t handle such a small matter, I don’t mind finding someone else.”

The assistant’s heart sank.

He gained a new understanding of Bai Lian’s importance in Xu En’s heart.

“Mr. Xu, there’s another thing,” the assistant remembered, “Old Master Ren has invited you.”

After being suspended for fifteen days, Ren Qian was under investigation. Once a person is investigated, many trivial issues come to light. Although his position hadn’t changed, his secretary had been dismissed.

His personal credibility in Xiangcheng had been greatly affected.

Therefore, he was desperately trying to pull strings. Ren Qian had no way to contact Director Chen, not to mention meeting the legendary “Master Chen” though Xu En had been in Xiangcheng for quite a while.

Unable to find Master Chen, Ren Qian turned to Xu En, who had come from Jiangjing.

Xu En was now a major investor in Xiangcheng, with tourism and hotel development in the area depending on him.

“I don’t have time recently,” Xu En waved his hand. “Go and buy some tobacco. I remember Mr. Ji likes to smoke. I’ll visit Alian at Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School tomorrow.”

The assistant understood.

A week later.

Saturday morning.

Location, Xiangcheng Prison.

Jiang Fulai stood beside Bai Lian with his head slightly lowered. His cold and clear profile radiated a chill allure. Casually glancing at Zhang Shize opposite him, he said, “See, how is it you still haven’t learned after a week.”

He was dressed in a simple overcoat. Even without doing anything, the innate nobility ingrained in his bones was extraordinarily evident.

Before Bai Lian could scold Zhang Shize, he had already started to aggravate the situation.

Zhang Shize opened his mouth, his face pained as he looked at Jiang Fulai.

But the problem was…

Jiang Fulai decisively said, “See, he’s even glowering at me.”

“Zhang Shize,” Bai Lian looked up, still holding a pen in her right hand. She seriously addressed him, “You don’t actually want to wait for Chi Lu to appeal another day, do you? Chi Lu can really make it happen.”

If not during a cake explosion, then in the midst of cake abnormality.

Zhang Shize:

He had a woeful expression on his face.

Beside Bai Lian, Jiang Fulai stood tall and dignified, giving Zhang Shize a slight smile, gracious and dignified.

They had been explaining a topic to Zhang Shize for an hour.

Mainly it was Bai Lian who spoke.

Outside.

Waiting to meet Zhang Shize were his parents and Yan Lu.

Bai Lian was dressed in a white shirt with a cyan cross-collared tie-shirt over it. The hem of the white shirt underneath protruded slightly, and the collar and neckline were embroidered with flowers transitioning from stone green to bright green.

As the door opened, the hem and cuffs fluttered in the wind.

The cool palette of clothing, devoid of some laziness, added a sense of crispness.

If Sister Xin were here, she would again covet Bai Lian internally.

“When is your screen test?” As Bai Lian passed by Yan Lu, she remembered the matter of Yan Lu’s screen test.

The crew of “Great Yong” had already arrived early in Xiangcheng, with some scenes to be shot on location there. The Xiangcheng Building had recently become a filming site.

Yan Lu stopped, “Next Wednesday.”

Bai Lian estimated the time; this week she had been focusing on Yan Lu’s spear training, walking postures, various etiquettes. Yan Lu already had the ambiance of the Great Yong era.