The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 675

Chapter 675: 268 roses look good in her hands only, ranked number 2 in points

Jiang Fulai nodded reservedly, his distinct knuckles holding a mobile phone, scanning the WeChat QR code laid out on Auntie Zhang’s counter.

He took the flowers handed to him.

Very fresh roses, unwrapped, with petals in the shape of wine cups dotted with droplets on their snow-white underbellies, making the rouge-colored roses even redder.

Jiang Fulai returned to the driver’s seat and handed a rose to the person sitting in the passenger seat.

Today, the car’s Bluetooth was not playing tedious academic papers; instead, it played the guzheng music of Principal Jian, a representative of both gentleness and passion.

His music was the same.

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Jiang Fulai tilted his head slightly, Bai Lian held the rose in her hand, casually pressing it against her cheek, while her other hand rested askew on the car window — her face, both restrained and bold, was just as the internet described: vibrant in her youth, like a horse galloping across a slanting bridge, with red sleeves beckoning from every floor.

Indeed, roses look best in that person’s hands.

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Ji Shaojun’s residence.

Mu Yining had brought Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing back, and after such an eventful day, she accepted Ji Shaojun’s invitation for a cup of tea.

Shen Qing had little to say to the Mu Family, so she left Ji Shaojun to talk with them while she went to the balcony to collect laundry.

Dong Xiaobai had just brought Ren Wanxuan back when Mu Yining had not yet left.

Since Ji Shaojun and Dong Xiaobai both were involved in the arts, they struck up a conversation and stayed for a cup of tea with Mu Yining.

The tea was rich in flavor; Mu Yining did not know how to appreciate tea, but Dong Xiaobai did.

He looked down, contemplating.

This didn’t seem like a tea the Mu Family would give to Ji Shaojun.

Curious, he asked an extra question.

Shen Qing answered with reserve, “This is tea brought by Xiaojiang.”

Xiaojiang? Which one?

Dong Xiaobai wanted to ask more, but seeing Shen Qing’s expression, he retracted his question and began to talk about Ren Wanxuan with Mu Yining and Ji Shaojun.

“You’re saying the Calligraphy Association president wants to recruit her?” Mu Yining was surprised to hear Dong Xiaobai’s words, as the Mu Family seldom studied calligraphy, but thanks to Dong Xiaobai, she knew that the Calligraphy Association was very strict about its membership; after all, it was backed by the Chen family and the Jiang Family, comparable to Principal Jian’s status in the national music circle.

She had not expected Ren Wanxuan to be able to join the Calligraphy Association.

Ren Wanxuan, feeling uncomfortable with Ji Shaojun’s serious demeanor, looked down, “Just lucky.”

She knew Bai Lian was also proficient in the Liang script, and wondered whether her calligraphy had improved over the year.

“There’s a bit of luck involved,” Dong Xiaobai smiled. Ren Wanxuan was far behind in skill; after all, calligraphy needed a certain talent, and Ren Wanxuan lacked it, but due to the Dong Family’s connections, the Calligraphy Association president was willing to show some face. The calligraphy circle really favored the Liang style, “My dad himself didn’t master Liang script, but he sees Wanxuan is quite fond of it.”

The Dong Family had many who studied painting and calligraphy, but only a few seriously knew the Liang script.

And among them, not a single girl.

It was inevitable; girls inherently have less wrist strength, and in Beijing, the only girl who wrote the Liang style well was the vice president’s disciple, Xu Yajun.

“Alian’s handwriting is also very beautiful.” Amid their conversation, Shen Qing suddenly spoke.

Ji Shaojun had indeed heard from Ji Heng that Bai Lian had spent some time last year practicing large characters by suspending a piece of heavy iron, but Ji Shaojun had only seen Bai Lian’s Guange style.

Were Ji Family’s genes that good?

Dong Xiaobai looked towards Shen Qing, “She writes…”

“Something Guan…” Shen Qing had heard Tang Ming and others talk about Bai Lian practicing some script that made the science students feel inferior because their teacher complained about not finding answers.

“Guange style,” Dong Xiaobai knew immediately which style she meant but also lost some interest, “It’s quite a bonus for a girl to practice this style.”

He and Mu Yining didn’t stay long at Ji Shaojun’s place.

After leaving, the two got into the car together.

Because Shen Qing brought up Bai Lian, Dong Xiaobai inquired more about Bai Lian.