The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 729: 289 The Old Ancestor Leading Their Cause Returns (Second Update)_1

Bai Lian nodded, saying unhurriedly, “Right.”

Mu Yining exchanged glances with Dong Xiaobai, particularly Dong Xiaobai, for whom Bai Lian’s answer was unexpected yet reasonable.

Though they were surprised, both of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

“How well have you learned the Liang style?” Dong Xiaobai inquired.

Bai Lian narrowed her eyes slightly, “It’s okay.”

It’s okay.

“Liang style is difficult to learn as it requires great wrist strength,” Dong Xiaobai nodded, not surprised that there were only a few in Jiangjing who were proficient in Liang style, “But it doesn’t matter, we have communicated with tomorrow’s event staff, you just need to perform normally.”

As long as Bai Lian knew it, that was enough.

Dong Xiaobai completely put his mind at ease, knowing that as long as Bai Lian could do Liang style, and since the main shots tomorrow weren’t focused on her, there was no need to worry.

After Bai Lian went upstairs, he made a call to Elder Dong.

**

The next day.

Cultural Square.

Dong Xiaobai kindly brought Ren Wanxuan along.

Ren Wanxuan’s hand was bandaged in plaster, her complexion pale, and Dong Chuan accompanied her.

Dong Xiaobai introduced her to a young woman, “Wanxuan, this is Yajun, whom I’ve mentioned to you. She is currently the number one in Liang style at the Calligraphy Association, personally taught by the former president. Yajun, this is Wanxuan, Xiaochuan’s girlfriend.”

Xu Yajun glanced over Ren Wanxuan and nodded with a smile, “Hello, I’m Xu Yajun.”

Ren Wanxuan looked at Xu Yajun, in fact, they had met last year in Xiangcheng.

But back then, she wasn’t important enough to catch Xu Yajun’s attention, and Xu Yajun didn’t even remember her.

She was now only wondering if Xu Yajun had any relation to Xu Jinyi from last night since they shared the same surname.

“Hello.” Xu Yajun didn’t remember, but Ren Wanxuan wouldn’t bring it up either.

Xu Yajun seemed to be in a rush, exchanged hasty greetings, and then left.

After Xu Yajun had gone, Dong Xiaobai then said to Ren Wanxuan, “Surprised that I specifically introduced Ms. Xu to you?”

“Please tell me.”

Xu Yajun comes from an average background, used to live in the suburbs and now resides in Guangyuan District. But that’s not important,” Dong Chuan, still looking where Xu Yajun had left, explained on behalf of Dong Xiaobai, “What’s important is her other identity, as a student of the president of the Calligraphy Association. She’s young, and without any surprises, she should be the next president of the Calligraphy Association.”

And the current president of the Calligraphy Association is a trusted confidante of the Chen Family’s patriarch.

The president of the Calligraphy Association practices Liang style calligraphy and is the Sect Leader of the Guzheng schools, who first became famous because of “The White Robed Journey.”

Both masters have a special relationship with the Chen Family’s patriarch.

Actually, seeing the trends of the recent years, one knows why Liang style has become so prevalent—it’s all pushed by the Chen Family from behind.

The Chen Family is a grand clan with a thousand years of legacy, numerous family members, leaders in politics, elites in scientific research, magnates in commerce… they have a presence in almost every field.

Many people seek connections to join the Calligraphy Association, simply to integrate into this circle.

Fawning over elegance is merely incidental.

Ren Wanxuan seemed to understand but not quite grasp it all.

**

The resting room in the innermost area.

Outside the door, three black-suited bodyguards stood guard.

Inside the resting room, Xu Yajun paused her writing, waiting for the ink to dry.

Next to her, the president picked up her writing and brought it to the Yuanyue Teahouse, to show the Chen Family patriarch sitting in the middle.

The Chen Family patriarch was watching Dean Jian make tea, the latter’s actions taking him by surprise, “Who did you learn this from?”

A white porcelain’s snowy froth exuding fragrance.

“From a young friend,” Dean Jian placed the tea set down with a gentle tap three times and handed the tea to the Chen Family patriarch, “Later on, I’ll introduce her to you, you’ll surely like her.”

The two enjoyed their tea, whilst appreciating the calligraphy brought over by the president of the Calligraphy Association.

Dean Jian also admired the writing, “Yajun’s calligraphy skills have improved quite a bit. This piece, if auctioned, would certainly fetch a good price.”

Xu Yajun, being a student of the president of the Calligraphy Association, naturally received strong support from them.

With her good looks and great talent, writing mainstream Liang style, she also became a small calligraphy star with many calligraphy fans.

“Rarely willing to endure the hardships of practice,” the patriarch of the Chen Family also nodded with a look of appreciation on his face, “Although not as good as the ancestors, as a girl naturally with less wrist strength, she has already begun to show her own character.”

The president of the Calligraphy Association smiled, taking the piece and brought it to Xu Yajun, “The old patriarch has a high opinion of you, but you still need to remain humble and continue learning. Let’s display this piece at our station in the center to show and let them take pictures.”

Xu Yajun did not show joy but accepted it with respect, “Yes, teacher.”

After Dean Jian saw off the old patriarch, Old Hu waited outside for him.

“It’s a pity,” as he took the schedule from Old Hu’s hand, Dean Jian sighed, “Xu Yajun’s age was a bit over the limit; otherwise, if she were the youth representative this time, I wouldn’t have to worry.”