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Ren Wanxuan gave a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, “I still have homework to do.”

“That’s too bad, I have some important matters to attend to,” Ren Qian said with a tone full of regret.

He was going to see Elder Jian Zhonghai; even without the Jian Family’s matters, Ren Qian wouldn’t go fishing with Ji Heng. If Xu En was around, he might consider accompanying them for a bit.

He sent Ji Heng off with all due courtesy.

Now, the Jian Family was the important matter.

Upon returning home, Ren Qian took “busy” Ren Wanxuan to the mansion to see Jian Zhonghai.

Jian Zhonghai was practicing his calligraphy early in the morning while Jian’s assistant was keeping Ren Qian company, who waited an hour before Jian Zhonghai came down.

“Elder President Jian,” Ren Qian casually chatted for a while before asking, “Who are you looking for? I know many people in Xiangcheng, I could help you look.”

“To be frank,” Jian Zhonghai put down his teacup and looked up, “it’s my older brother; he has some misunderstandings with our Jian Family.”

Jian Zhonghai’s brother?

Ren Qian had not heard of him.

The assistant by Jian Zhonghai’s side glanced at Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan, “Our uncle is the president of the Jiangjing Music Academy, the director of the Jiangjing Culture Bureau, and settled in Chang’an District, Jiangjing.”

Jiangjing Music Academy? Jiangjing Culture Bureau?

A realization struck Ren Qian, how could the Beicheng Jian Family have such relatives?

With that in mind, he showed even more respect to Jian Zhonghai, “I will have someone keep an eye out.”

Jian’s assistant, after observing them, knew that Ren Wanxuan and Ren Qian had no idea what it meant to be settled in Chang’an District.

**

Bai Lian still went to the library early in the morning.

Jiang Fulai sat next to Bai Lian writing a paper; everyone was busy with their own things.

Jian Zhe, who had an extremely hard time sitting there yesterday, felt much better today. Although it was still a struggle, he no longer checked the time every so often as he had done the day before.

With Jiang Fulai around, even going to the bathroom required a great deal of determination from Jian Zhe.

Bai Lian knew that Jian Zhe had trouble focusing while reading, which is why she had him come with her to the library, habits are cultivated.

Yet, unexpectedly, Jian Zhe was much quieter in the library than Pu Xiaohan?

She rested her chin on her hand, pensively saying to Jiang Fulai, “Why don’t you stay at the library for a few more days?”

Jiang Fulai slowly typed out a line, his posture casual and his tone seemingly indifferent, “If you insist on me staying a few more days, then sure.”

Bai Lian reassured him, “Yes, yes, yes, I’ll treat you to milk tea later, tell me, what do you want to drink?”

“The same as you,” Jiang Fulai wasn’t particularly fond of milk tea.

“Alright,” Bai Lian capped her pen with one hand, then lazily reached out to tap on Jiang He’s head, “Xiaoniao, what about you? What do you want to drink?”

Jiang He: “…”

Tang Ming, having fully realized Jiang He’s peculiarities in the past two days, quietly gossiped to Tang Ming after Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai went downstairs, “Why is Xiaoniao called ‘Bird’?”

“Don’t know,” Ning Xiao said calmly, pointing out the essence, “but it must have been Lian who gave the nickname.”

Otherwise, Jiang Xiaoniao wouldn’t be so silent.

**

A little after four in the afternoon.

Ji Heng called her to bring Ning Xiao and the others to join them for dinner.

Ji Heng’s voice was quite excited over the phone; it seemed like they had caught quite a few fish.

Bai Lian couldn’t help but feel happy for him, and after hanging up, she looked at Jian Zhe. She remembered Jian Zhe did not go home for the new year, “Are you coming to my grandpa’s for dinner tonight? They caught a lot of fish today.”

Dinner at Bai Lian’s place?

Jian Zhe hesitated a bit, “Won’t that be too much trouble…”

“Ning Xiao and I are going,” said Tang Ming to Jian Zhe.

It wasn’t the first time they had eaten at Bai Lian’s grandfather’s house. Tang Ming and Ning Xiao were very familiar with Shen Qing and Ji Heng.

Not to mention that Pu Xiaohan stealthily added Ji Heng on WeChat, coquettishly asking him to make clothes for her.

Tang Ming was quite amazed.

“Okay then,” Jian Zhe nodded; he did not have many friends but had met quite a few people through Bai Lian since coming to Xiangcheng.

And that included the two academic aces before him.

When leaving the library for Purest Street in the evening, Jian Zhe quietly asked Tang Ming what Ji Heng liked, wondering if he should buy something for him.

“Buy some fruits and tobacco to take over,” Ning Xiao suggested from the side, “There’s a small store on Purest Street that has those.”

The young people got off the car on Purest Street; the three of them were going to number 112 to buy tobacco and fruits while Bai Lian accompanied them to the convenience store.

Items in the convenience store weren’t expensive, and the tobacco was very ordinary.

Jiang Fulai carried his computer in one hand and kept the other in his pocket, following behind them lazily.

The store owner gave them a little discount and also handed Bai Lian and Jiang He a lollipop each.