The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 590: Even your family’s old man stepping in was useless_4

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After a few words between them, Shun Yu realized this was not the place for a chat, and it was getting late. Bai Lian had been detained for several hours, so he gave way and waited for the car to leave.

Only then did Le Shaoming dare to speak to Shun Yu, “Principal Shun.”

“Who did she fight with?” Shun Yu didn’t go in, just stood at the door.

“Yu Hongjing,” Le Shaoming had already seen the record.

“Yu Hongjing?” Shun Yu clearly hadn’t heard the name before, but guessed it was probably some scion from Jiangjing.

He had come here to solve Bai Lian’s problem.

Now that he saw Xu Nanjing, Shun Yu was reassured. Dealing with this matter, these young masters were certainly more adept than him.

After seeing Xu Nanjing off, Le Shaoming respectfully saw Shun Yu out as well, and then stood straight.

“Chief Le,” Zhang Yiliang had kept quiet until now, seizing his chance. He was still confused, but explained, “It was Captain Chen who ordered the detention, letting her go like this…”

Yu Family had long provided him with the data, which belonged to Xu En.

A rising power recently rooted in Yunxiao District, so Zhang Yiliang had always thought Xu Nanjing was one of Xu En’s people, but sensing something off in Le Shaoming’s demeanor, he felt uneasy.

“Captain Chen?” Le Shaoming knew who this Captain Chen was. He looked at Zhang Yiliang with a sneer, “Jiang University’s principal, one of the three young masters of Jiangjing. You may not have met them but surely you’ve heard of them, right?”

“What?” Zhang Yiliang never expected to encounter these two people in Yunxiao District, especially Xu Nanjing, as sweat formed on his forehead: “But, I checked Bai Lian’s data, she clearly doesn’t have any…”

He cut himself off, suddenly realizing something.

Bai Lian’s data had no records in the national database.

First, because she was too ordinary and had never committed an offense, there was nothing to record.

Second, it was hidden by someone.

Zhang Yiliang knew she was from Xiangcheng and instinctively thought she was the first case.

As soon as Le Shaoming heard Zhang Yiliang, he knew what had happened, shaking his head, “You go back and submit to an investigation.”

He walked inside.

Being responsible for this incident in the substation was also his duty.

Passing by Sun Fei, who stood aside, Le Shaoming stopped. Just as Bai Lian had left, he had greeted Sun Fei, “Sun… Fei, right?”

He patted Sun Fei’s shoulder.

The implication was obvious.

**

On the car.

Xu Nanjing didn’t dare to drive too fast and didn’t play music either. “Sister Alian, do you want to connect to Bluetooth?”

He remembered Bai Lian would always listen to words and original texts in Jiang Fulai’s car.

“No need,” Bai Lian rested her hand on the car window, her white sleeves billowing in the wind.

“Fine,” Xu Nanjing turned on the music and then asked, “Are you very familiar with Principal Shun? He asked to meet with you?”

The music in the car was all songs by Yan Lu.

“Yes,” Bai Lian replied lazily, “The Dean of the Chinese Department sought me out.”

The Chinese Department?

How had she become involved with the Chinese Department as well?

They soon arrived at Shanhai Apartment; the security guard had already recognized Xu Nanjing.

Xu Nanjing got out of the car and tossed the keys to the security guard.

At the entrance of the apartment building stood a tall and straight figure.

Simple casual clothes enveloped by darkness, his presence low-pressure and elusive.

Even Xu Nanjing subconsciously slowed his steps, seeing the keys Jiang Fulai was fiddling with in his hand, silver keys reflecting a cold light.

Bai Lian got out of the passenger seat with two books in her hand.

She had entrusted this matter to Xiaoqi.

But from the moment she saw Xu Nanjing, she knew she couldn’t hide it from Jiang Fulai. Reporting the results, “I won.”

Jiang Fulai pursed his lips this time, not speaking,

Bai Lian calmly handed the books to Jiang Fulai, “This book is dirty.”

Jiang Fulai looked down to see the bloodstains on the book, already dry.

It was clear the fight was intense.

It wasn’t Bai Lian’s blood, but the air around him grew heavier. He took the two books. “Go upstairs and take a shower first.”

Bai Lian observed his expression, thought for a moment, sighed, “Alright then.”

**

Upstairs.

Pu Xiaohan was still sitting with Jiang He watching TV.

The television was playing a variety show.

Seeing Bai Lian return, Pu Xiaohan greeted her leisurely while holding chips, “Good evening, Sister Lian.”

“Good evening,” Bai Lian replied succinctly and went to her room to shower.

As she picked out clothes, she remembered Xu Zhiyue and sent her a message on her phone.

Xu Nanjing sat in the living room, looking up at Jiang Fulai standing on the balcony. He seemed to be making a call, voice low, Xu Nanjing couldn’t make it out.

His phone vibrated in his pocket; Xu Nanjing glanced at it.

It was a message from Le Shaoming.

It was about the case investigation.

With just a glance, Xu Nanjing sat up straight. The case was simple: Yu Hongjing had forced Bai Lian to drink, she refused, and an argument ensued.

Then came Captain Chen’s entrance.

A few simple sentences, even for Xu Nanjing with his influential background, his back was drenched with cold sweat.

He looked up at Jiang Fulai on the balcony, quietly walked to the door, closed it, and only dared to take out his phone in the staircase to dial a number.

It rang twice before being picked up.

“Speak.” The voice on the phone, a woman’s, was crisp and decisive.

“Sister Beixuan,” Xu Nanjing leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath, “where are you?”

He rarely sounded so serious. On the phone, Chen Beixuan sheathed a dagger in her leg holster, “On a mission.”

“Get back here fast,” Xu Nanjing urged, briefly recounting the situation, “Yu Hongyi is one of your people, you better find that Chen fast to resolve this… and it might be best to pray that there was nothing in the drink they gave to Sister Alian.”

“Otherwise, your patriarch stepping in won’t be enough to save you.”