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That meant there were still some left.

Bai Lian had originally thought that his ten tickets wouldn’t be enough to go around, so she hadn’t asked him for any. But hearing him say this, she was no longer polite.

Bai Lian: “Three.”

Bai Lian: “Where are you? I will come to pick them up later.”

She asked for one each on behalf of Tang Ming, Ning Xiao, and Xu Wenyao.

To understand his lecture, one would need a certain academic foundation. Tang Ming might not understand it, but it would be good for him to broaden his horizons.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Fulai raised an eyebrow and only replied with two words—

“Wait.”

**

Today there was a lecture by Academician Ma, and Director Huang ended today’s class at eleven o’clock.

As soon as he left, the students in the class also got up, ready to leave.

“Do you know why Professor Huang left so early?” In the front, Ling Ziyao and his group were talking, “I heard there’s a very important lecture today.”

Ling Ziyao glanced over at Wang Xu and Bai Lian, failing to detect any emotion on their faces. He left the room sullenly.

Xu Zhiyue, who had been sitting in his place looking repeatedly towards Bai Lian, wanted to approach her but, seeing so many people around her, he didn’t dare to come forward.

In the end, Bai Lian disappeared at the door.

Xu Zhiyue: “…”

It was a bit early, but Ning Xiao and the others were still ready to go for a meal first.

“You guys go eat,” Bai Lian said lazily, holding her backpack and gripping her phone, “I’m going out for a bit.”

Jiang Fulai had arrived.

The others were used to Bai Lian’s mysterious comings and goings.

Ever since that model came out, not just Ning Xiao and Tang Ming, even Pei Qin started calling her “Sis.”

Song Min lagged behind, unusually silent these past few days.

After watching Bai Lian walk towards the gate, he held his phone and paused in place, but eventually he still followed her.

Bai Lian always walked slowly, so it didn’t take long for Song Min to catch up to her.

“Bai Lian,” he called out to her, a few steps behind.

If this was the Bai Lian of the past, upon hearing his voice she would have stopped. But now, Bai Lian didn’t even break stride.

The sense of disparity was profound.

Song Min pursed his lips slightly and quickened his pace, walking in front of Bai Lian to block her path, “Classmate Bai Lian.”

Bai Lian took a step back.

Her down jacket had been taken by Shen Qing for cleaning, and what she wore over her green shirt today was a white, double-layered, embroidered cashmere vest with straight collars and lapels embroidered with plum blossoms and falling petals.

A belt in the same color scheme was loosely tied around her waist.

Stopped by someone, she simply looked up indifferently, her ink-black eyes sweeping over Song Min. The golden sunlight accentuated her beautiful face, with a look of annoyance, “Are you sick?”

Is it illegal to beat someone up at the Boyuan Base?

“Classmate Bai Lian,” Song Min snapped out of it, feeling cold as it was his first time stopping someone. He looked at the Bai Lian who was completely different from his memory, “Your mathematics…”

Jiang Fulai had just entered the school gates when he saw this irritating scene.

The girl stood there coldly, her lazy face covered with a layer of irritation, like a cat basking in the sun but disturbed by someone.

“Excuse me, move aside,” Jiang Fulai said indifferently.

Song Min hadn’t finished speaking when he felt a cold breeze behind him, followed by an icy voice that mixed with a scrutiny that was hard to ignore.

Despite the path being two meters wide, Song Min instinctively stepped to the left to make way.

Only then did he see the person who had just spoken, a man dressed in a severe black coat with a casual beige fluffy scarf around his neck. Despite the lack of expression on his face, when his gaze swept over, Song Min felt like an invisible hand had grabbed his insides tightly.

It took his breath away.

He turned noticeably pale.

“Ah, ran into a fool,” Bai Lian’s impatience disappeared as she looked at Jiang Fulai with irritation.

Jiang Fulai glanced at Song Min from the corner of his eye and walked away with Bai Lian, “Who is that?”

Bai Lian unconsciously replied, “Song Min.”

Song Min.

Jiang Fulai had a good memory. After learning she had a fiancé, he had deliberately inquired about it.

And what a coincidence, the fiancé had that name.

“Song Min?” Jiang Fulai held the car keys, his tone mockingly elongated, “…ex-fiancé, huh?”

His voice stretched out long.

Bai Lian: “…”

A bit of a miscalculation.

Seeing Bai Lian’s expression, Jiang Fulai knew this man was indeed her ex-fiancé.

He opened the passenger door, “Bai Lian, please get in.”

Bai Lian silently got into the car.

Jiang Fulai took his seat in the driver’s seat, leisurely buckling his seatbelt and starting the car. Then, turning his head, he politely asked, “Bai Lian, are we heading to Jiangjing University’s intersection?”

“…Yes.” Bai Lian connected to Bluetooth and started to loudly play an English reading.

“Oh, Bai Lian…”

**

Jiangjing University.

Xu Shujie found Xu Wenyao.

“Everyone from the Qi Family is waiting for your response. Calm down and come with me to the Qi Family, okay?” Xu Shujie, dressed in a suit and draped in a coat, pressed her brow, “If you don’t go this time, how many opportunities will you miss out on? Can you really be content with that?”

She already knew the whole story.

Qi Shuyun was too willful.

This time, Xu Wenyao was also stubborn, refusing to apologize or reconcile.

There were so many industry bigwigs at Academician Ma’s lecture; chances were, among them could be Xu Wenyao’s opportunity.

“Maybe this was never meant to be mine,” Xu Wenyao lowered his eyes, falling silent for a while before picking up a book and walking to the cafeteria, “Auntie, no more talk, I won’t go.”

His phone chimed.

He glanced down casually and saw it was from Bai Lian—

[[Location]]

Bai Lian: [Do you have time to meet up?]

Xu Wenyao saw the location, the intersection of Zior Avenue and Cloud Avenue, just two hundred meters from the entrance of Jiangjing University.

She came to Jiangjing University!

Had she finally come around, wanting to take a look around the campus?

Xu Wenyao: [Wait for me ten minutes]

Xu Wenyao didn’t have time to think further. He looked around and saw a shuttle bus coming towards him. Jiangjing University was vast, with dedicated campus buses making rounds.

“Where are you going?” Xu Shujie hadn’t finished speaking when she saw Xu Wenyao boarding the shuttle.

“Alian is waiting for me outside, I’ll show her around the school,” Xu Wenyao said, and as the bus doors automatically closed, it sped away.

Leaving behind a bewildered Xu Shujie.

What in the world was the Ji Family doing?

One group was out fishing, and now someone wanted to tour Jiangjing University?

She was in a mess. Academician Ma’s lecture was this afternoon, and instead of joining her to visit the Qi Family, Xu Wenyao was now planning to take Bai Lian for a campus tour?

**

Outside Jiangjing University.

Upon coming out, Xu Wenyao jogged towards the location Bai Lian had sent him. Strangely, although this intersection was very close to Jiangjing University, Bai Lian had not come over but was waiting there instead.

Three minutes later.

He saw Bai Lian leaning lazily against a leafless ginkgo tree, dressed in a white quilted jacket, her head down memorizing words, attracting countless gazes.

There were even girls with Jiangjing University culture and creative canvas bags secretly taking photos.

Xu Wenyao slowed his pace, wondering if tonight he would see a thread on Bai Lian on the Jiangjing University forum.

“Alian,” he approached, handing her a cup of hot milk tea he bought on the road at the school gate, and started gently, “Why didn’t you go to the school entrance?”

Bai Lian looked up, not turning off the Bluetooth earphone, and spoke up, “Just drop something off and go.”

Drop something off?

Was it Ji Heng who asked her to do this?

Xu Wenyao was taken aback because Xu En wouldn’t let Bai Lian run errands, and only the Ji Family… tended to be… different from others.

Ji Heng always had large pockets made for Bai Lian’s clothes.

The jacket had two pockets as well, and she fished out a ticket from inside, the same one Academician Ma had given her before.

Bai Lian handed the event ticket to Xu Wenyao, speaking lazily, “Take this.”