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Jiang Fulai leaned casually against the chair-back, his mic was on, but his video was off, his face expressionless, as He Wen was making a literature review presentation with an all-English PowerPoint slide on the large computer screen.

Yu Guang noticed Jiang He, but Jiang Fulai paid him no attention.

Jiang He looked down and slowly poked at his watch, occasionally glancing at him.

Jiang Fulai realized something was off with this guy, so he muted his mic, tapped his fingertips on the table, and gestured for Jiang He to come over.

Jiang He sat on one side, still engrossed in his watch, ignoring him.

Jiang Fulai: “…”

Jiang He’s dark eyes turned towards the tea in front of Jiang Fulai.

Very well.

Jiang Fulai flipped a cup out with one hand, poured some for him, stood up, and placed it in front of him with a tug of his lip, “Drink.”

Jiang He finished drinking then extended his little finger, slowly showing him a “1”.

“You’re eight years old now, postponing for another year,” Jiang Fulai propped his hand against the table, “your sister Bai will be a graduate student, and you, Jiang Xiaoniao—”

He gently exhaled a few words, “Do you want to become a true illiterate?”

Jiang He suddenly stood up and then walked out of the study, feeling dejected.

Remembering something.

He looked at his watch again, resentfully sending Jiang Fulai a picture.

After the group meeting ended.

Jiang Fulai drove Bai Lian back. He was so silent it was suffocating. Bai Lian wore headphones and listened to the English original text; she knew many literature pieces were in English, so having a good foundation in the language was very important.

It wasn’t until they got out of the car and he followed her into the alley that she took off her headphones.

“Is your lab not going well?” Bai Lian asked.

Indeed, someone’s silence was somewhat abnormal, very unaccustomed.

Jiang Fulai shook his head, “No, I’m thinking.”

“About what?” Bai Lian expressed her surprise, stowing her headphones in her pocket, curious about what kind of difficult problem could keep him thinking for half an hour with no solution, “Let’s hear it.”

She was genuinely curious to know what the tough question was.

Jiang Fulai was probably a step behind Bai Lian, the alley’s streetlight was very bright. He casually followed her from behind, slightly lowering his head, the light falling on his sharp nose, elegant composure blended with a hint of melancholy.

He slowly lifted his head, murmuring profoundly, “It must be because my physics isn’t good enough.”

Bai Lian: “…?”

Ah?

Wait.

That’s not it.

“I know,” Jiang Fulai again lowered his head, his long lashes casting down, “I will work hard.”

“Ah,” Bai Lian raised her hand, starting to realize something, “wait, did Jiang Xiaoniao look at my phone?”

Jiang Fulai was quick to reply this time, “Yes, that was him.”

Bai Lian ground her teeth.

“That one who might be my stepbrother?” Bai Lian explained, somewhat incredulously, “First off, I didn’t agree.”

“Oh,” Young Master Jiang acknowledged.

No discernible emotion in his voice.

They walked slowly, and soon saw Ji Heng’s brightly lit courtyard. Jiang Fulai stopped at the corner, took out a silver ornament from his pocket, and handed it to her, “Something I made before. I perfected it yesterday.”

Bai Lian took it, a magnetic levitation chaos pendulum ball.

She lazily pushed it with her hand, and the silver balls oscillated one after another.

Compared to their first encounter, those somewhat desolate eyes now seemed to have a bit of sparkle.

Jiang Fulai’s gaze was much softer, liking perhaps was an indescribable feeling, but Jiang Fulai knew clearly that her mood could really affect him for a long time.

“Even though chemistry is at forty points, don’t be too proud,” Jiang Fulai teasingly gave his forty-point gift and reminded her not to be arrogant.

Thankfully, no one from the laboratory was there.

After Bai Lian returned,

she placed the chaos pendulum ball on the desk, beside the blue one.

After watching for a while, she took out her homework notebook from her bag to start doing exercises, and felt a gift box in the bag. Xu Wenyao’s gift for her that evening was a brooch.

Bai Lian neatly arranged it in the box on the dressing table.

Having seen Ji Mulan more frequently, Bai Lian gradually became calmer in her presence.

She returned to her desk and pushed the silver balls again, watching them rebound and return.

**

The hospital.

When Xu Wenyao returned, Ji Mulan was already there.

Realizing that father and son might have something to discuss, Ji Mulan went to find Dr. Li, leaving them some privacy.

“She wants to apply for Jiangjing University?” Xu En was in good spirits today.

But he was startled upon hearing Xu Wenyao’s words.

Xu Wenyao hadn’t mentioned Bai Lian’s ambition at the dinner table earlier, and only now raised the topic with Xu En, “She scored forty in chemistry this time. Do you know how her other grades are?”