The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Such bravery.

It was actually someone who dared to make Young Master Jiang go queue up.

“Did you guys solve that question last night?” Bai Lian sat across from them and tapped her fingers on the table.

Both were silent.

Understood.

Bai Lian found it difficult to comprehend for a moment and, feeling helpless, said, “Then you two are done for.”

When Jiang Fulai returned with the sheet to check the work of the two opposite him, Ning Xiao was somewhat okay; he hadn’t solved it, but his process and general direction were right—just didn’t know how to use the last formula.

Tang Ming was more difficult to evaluate.

Because halfway into solving the problem, due to one wrong number, he veered completely off course.

Ever since finding out that both of them had managed to score 110 on a joint exam, Jiang Fulai had now managed to face the two calmly; he glanced at the question.

With a “snap”, he put it down.

“Which university do you two want to attend?” Jiang Fulai only asked.

Ning Xiao thought seriously for a moment, “Beicheng University…”

Jiang Fulai didn’t speak, just looked at him coldly, with an expression that said, “Try continuing that sentence.”

Ning Xiao paused, then suddenly found his courage, “People, people…”

Yet another sharp rebuke.

This was already a university ranked within the top three in the nation.

“Ah,” Ning Xiao was very hesitant, he looked at Jiang Fulai and suddenly got it, “Do I have to apply for… for Jiangjing University?”

“Is it me asking you or you asking me?” Jiang Fulai laughed at his exasperation.

Ning Xiao quickly said, “I want to apply for Jiangjing University.”

Jiang Fulai glanced toward Tang Ming beside him.

Tang Ming pointed to himself, a confused expression on his face, “Can I… can I even apply?”

“Ah, no no, listen to my explanation, I also want to apply! Yes, I want to apply too!”

Bai Lian looked down at her problems, not wanting to watch the spectacle unfolding before her.

Right in the middle of it.

Her phone lit up.

It was a message from Xu En, who had found some information about Yan Lu.

Bai Lian directly opened it.

Meanwhile.

In the hotel where Yan Lu was staying, Zhang Ma had already taken out a bank card—this was the money their family had saved up over the years, and Yan Lu also gave her his card.

On the side, Sister Xin received a phone call.

Then she looked at Yan Lu in surprise, “Xiaolu, are you very close to Director Xu’s assistant?”

“Director Xu’s assistant?” Yan Lu furrowed her brows, unable to recall this person.

That was strange.

However, there was no time for Sister Xin to think further; she directly said, “Yes, he gave me the phone number of Director Liu’s executive assistant.”

In the hospital ICU.

Director Liu had just finished a call with Xu En.

“Okay, okay, thank you, Director Xu!” Director Liu’s hand was trembling as he ended the call, looking into the ICU at his son, “Xinming, don’t worry, dad will avenge you.”

“Chairman,” the executive assistant by his side handed over a document and a photo to Director Liu, “This is the photo from the scene, not found by the police, and… there are several dozen videos on Young Director Liu’s phone, we suspect that person came for these…”

Director Liu glanced at the photo.

He sneered, “Delete them all, also, is there any news about Zhao Jingzhou?”

The assistant already knew how to handle these matters, but it involved several artists, “We made contact. He has been dealing with an economic dispute case recently and mentioned that you don’t need him for this case, his apprentice can handle it…”

“It has to be him,” Director Liu said, looking at the assistant, his gaze icy, “I want him to be sentenced to death!”

The executive assistant nodded, “Alright, I’ll contact Lawyer Zhao again.”

As he spoke, the assistant’s phone rang.

It was a call from Sister Xin.

She said that Zhang Shize’s mother and Yan Lu came to visit Liu Xinming and to apologize.

The assistant didn’t know how they had found his phone number, and without answering, he looked questioningly at Director Liu.

Director Liu’s gaze was fixed on the ICU, his face showing a crazed and bloodthirsty expression, “You let them come over.”

After hearing the news.

Yan Lu didn’t tell Zhang’s mother about this and came over by herself.

She couldn’t guarantee the state of these two women; at this time, she should be like Man Xi, looking out for her own safety, but she still gritted her teeth and followed.

Outside the cold ICU doors.

Yan Lu, accompanied by Zhang’s mother, faced the old man who stood with his back to them in front of the glass door.

“Director Liu,” Yan Lu’s face was somewhat pale, her hairstyle extremely disheveled, as she bowed and offered two bank cards, “We are here to apologize to Mr. Liu on behalf of Zhang Shize.”

Zhang’s mother kept apologizing to Director Liu, mouthing “I’m sorry.”

On the dimly lit corridor.

The cigarette in Director Liu’s hand flickered on and off.

The pungent smell of tobacco drifted away as Director Liu turned around; he snatched the two bank cards from Yan Lu’s hands, threw them onto the ground, and fiercely grasped Yan Lu’s neck, “Apology? You all can go to hell and apologize to my son!”

“Director Liu,” Yan Lu tugged at the corner of her mouth, attempting a smile, hatred evident in her eyes, “You, you should know why Liu Xin was beaten, don’t you? You think… do I have evidence?”

Zhang’s mother and Miss Xin hurried over to help support Yan Lu’s arm: “Xiaolu!”

Director Liu suddenly let go.

He just stood there, looking down at Yan Lu who was bent over, coughing hard.

And he laughed.

“Fine,” Director Liu took a drag of his cigarette, flicked the ash, and eyed the few people before him, “You want to settle this privately, eh? It’s not impossible. If you kneel for my son all night and apologize, I’ll consider a private settlement with you.”

It wasn’t easy for Yan Lu and the others to find Director Liu.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, no matter the condition, both she and Zhang’s mother did not hesitate.

It was just a matter of kneeling down, the two of them did not hesitate at all.

“Ding”

The elevator doors opened.

Bai Lian had asked Lu Lingxi about the news she received from Xu En, and Lu Lingxi told her about Zhang Shize being at the police station.

She also found out that Yan Lu and Zhang’s mother were at the ICU.

The moment the elevator doors opened, she overheard Director Liu’s words.

“Kneel to him?” Bai Lian stretched out her hand, irritably opening her uniform, slowly walking closer.

Her voice was very cold.

Everyone in the corridor turned to look in their direction.

Zhang’s mother’s face changed; she had learned these past two days that Zhang Shize had hit an important figure, and Miss Xin had also instructed them not to involve any students, “This has nothing to do with you; hurry along!”

She didn’t call out Bai Lian by name.

“Hey, student,” Miss Xin also recognized Bai Lian, she was startled, then caught Bai Lian’s sleeve, shaking her head at her, “You’re just a student, this matter is complicated, the Liu Family is among the top hundred enterprises in the country, a major taxpayer…”

Bai Lian took off her uniform and handed it to Miss Xin, methodically saying, “Hold this.”

She slowly walked towards Zhang’s mother and Yan Lu, grabbing Zhang’s mother’s hand with one hand and clutching Yan Lu’s wrist with the other.

“How did you find this place?” Zhang’s mother came back to her senses, her voice lowered, much more rational, “Don’t concern yourself with this matter.”

Director Liu was their last straw.

Bai Lian let go, and she straightened Zhang’s mother’s disheveled clothes, her tone casual and light, “Auntie, if you don’t have faith in me, you should at least have faith in Zhang Shize. Do you think Zhang Shize would have done what he did—”

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the person on the ICU bed.

The corners of her mouth lifted in a smile, like a blood flower blooming in the depths of hell, “just to have you kneel before him here?”

Zhang Shize wasn’t here, but she was still present.

She was right here, and no one was going to break his bones without getting past her.

Zhang’s mother and Yan Lu were stunned.

Especially Yan Lu.

“Let’s go.” Bai Lian held Zhang’s mother again, leading her away.

Zhang’s mother took heavy steps, looking back frequently, her voice choked, “Xiaoze, he…”

Director Liu watched Bai Lian appear and glanced toward Yan Lu and Zhang’s mother with a sinister look, “You two better think this through. After today, if you want a private settlement, there won’t be another chance.”

Zhang’s mother paused her steps.

She turned around.

“Auntie,” Bai Lian pressed the elevator button, soothing her, “Do you really think he would settle privately with you just because you kneel? It’s fine, we’ll find a lawyer and sue him aboveboard.”

Find a lawyer?

Director Liu watched their retreating figures and sneered coldly. Did you really think you could still find any lawyer?