Chapter 614 - Chapter 614: Admission of 241, the oppressive feeling of the big shot (second update)_1
Chapter 614: Admission of 241, the oppressive feeling of the big shot (second update)_1
Rest day.
Ji Shaojun didn’t expect the butler to show up unannounced. Seeing him at the door, he was taken aback, “Today is Alian’s school opening, and I’m going to take her to school.”
When it came to Bai Lian, the Ji Family always took care of the smallest details.
In the past, the Ji Family didn’t have such a strong atmosphere, and Ji Heng would always be alone, secluded on Purest Street.
For the entire Ji Family, everything used to be cold and detached.
Ji Shaojun would then take his drawing board and go teach his students.
Ji Shaorong seldom returned home, and Ren Wanxuan didn’t get along with the entire Ji family.
Bai Lian seemed like a gift from heaven, linking the two cold families together; even Ji Heng began to show some liveliness, with a group of children hopping around his yard all day.
People in Xiangcheng always believed that no matter how far their children flew away, the wind of Xiangcheng would always protect them.
What a coincidence, Bai Lian also had the surname Bai.
The butler glanced at Ji Shaojun, knowing he always placed great importance on his niece Bai Lian, “She probably has a lot of stuff for school, right? Let Xiaojie take you guys to school in the business car we have prepared. Also, Miss has mentioned to you, she wants to invite the old man and Miss Bai for a meal first.”
Ji Heng had been living in Shanhai Apartment ever since he came.
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The butler only found out a few days ago that Ji Heng had arrived in Jiangjing.
“I’ll go by myself,” Ji Shaojun thought for a moment. Today being the opening of Jiang University, Zior Avenue was definitely going to be jammed; taking the car wouldn’t be as smooth as the subway, “I’ll take the subway.”
The subway in Jiangjing was always crowded.
Xiaojie took Ji Shaojun to the subway station. He looked across to the other subway entrance, hesitated, and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you?”
“No need.” Ji Shaojun looked down at the time on his phone, nodded to the butler, and then walked directly to the opposite subway.
This place was still some distance from Jiang University.
As they got closer to the university town, the subway was full of people, most of them happily taking their kids to report to the school, as the enrollment times of the major universities were quite aligned.
When Ji Shaojun got off at the Jiang University station, there was even a reception set up by Jiang University in the subway station itself.
Guiding the new students to Jiang University.
It was Ji Shaojun’s first time feeling such a bustling atmosphere. He exited the subway station and saw Zior Avenue teeming with traffic; he then walked with a light step towards Shanhai Apartment under the bright sunshine.
**
Shanhai Apartment.
303.
In Bai Lian’s room, Shen Qing circled around her suitcase asking, “Is this all you’re bringing? Are you taking your piano with you?”
Even when in Xiangcheng, Bai Lian didn’t live on campus.
Now, even though she had rented a house off-campus, she still had to abide by the residential rules. Shen Qing was helping her pack and always felt she wasn’t bringing enough.
Bai Lian leaned lazily against the windowsill, with the curtains drawn back and the window cracked open to let in the strong light, “It’s just registration, I won’t bring the piano for now.”
The light exposed a clear path through the floating dust in the room.
She squinted at Shen Qing counting the items in her suitcase, everything appearing so tranquil.
“Okay, then when is Hehe coming back?” Shen Qing paused her packing and looked up at Bai Lian, “Is Xiaojiang not coming back today either?”
“I don’t know.” Bai Lian’s gaze fell on the courtyard below. Ji Heng was not quite used to the climate of Jiangjing; his small yard had a wooden-colored umbrella erected, casting a cool shade all around.
She watched the umbrella, her eyes not quite focusing on anything tangible.
The problems Jiang Fulai and Ning Xiao left for her were not difficult; she had been pushing the two to solve them lately, while also busy with the songs required by the director of the institute, and reviewing the thesis notes left by Ma Institute’s scholar. She was too busy to be bothered by anything else.
However, ever since coming to Jiangjing, Jiang Fulai had been there for all of it.
Even back in Xiangcheng, he would most often accompany her for a walk through the alleys of Purest Street at night.
Sometimes when studying until the wee hours, she would occasionally send him one or two questions, and he would always respond promptly. But for the past half a month, he and He Wen seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
Only showing up online at specific times to reply to messages.
Long ago, she had weathered through the trials of Abi Hell alone, braved countless troubles on her own.
As she was pondering, Ji Shaojun appeared in her field of vision, carrying a small bag.
Bai Lian snapped back to reality, turned to Shen Qing, and smiled languidly, “Uncle is here.”
Shen Qing went downstairs to call for Ji Shaojun.
Bai Lian picked up her phone on the side, unlocked it slowly, and opened WeChat.
In the WeChat group for Class Fifteen, the chat was lively, with Lu Lingxi also talking with everyone in the group.
Bai Lian tapped on the two conversation boxes at the top, opening one of them; her last conversation with Jiang Fulai was on the 20th.