The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Having spent years in Jiangjing, she hadn’t taken Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan’s words to heart at all.

Neither of them was significant in her social circle; they were simply from two different worlds.

What bothered her, though, was that the others present seemed indifferent to Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan’s words. And there was Chen Yongkun, what was with his description of her marksmanship?

However, now that Chen Yongkun’s status had risen, Yu Hongyi also harbored some apprehensions.

Having said her piece, she turned around, ready to leave the estate.

She had thought that at the very least, Ming Dongheng and Chief Chen would try to keep her from leaving.

Unexpectedly, as she stepped out the door, neither of them reacted at all?

She left, suppressing her anger.

Chen Jingyu looked at Ming Dongheng in surprise. Since they were rivals to begin with, his indifference puzzled Chen Jingyu, “Mr. Ming, do you know what you’re doing?”

Ming Dongheng glanced at him but said nothing.

Chen Jingyu let out a sigh of relief, feeling a surge of unexpected joy. If Yu Hongyi didn’t advise Ming Dongheng, his own chances could be much greater.

Suppressing his joy, he hurried out, “Ms. Yu, wait for me!”

Behind him.

“Miss Bai,” Ming Dongheng looked at Bai Lian and quickly explained, “I was just asking her what level is required to enter Dongwu, and she demonstrated spear techniques for me. I think you’re very strong.”

Ming Dongheng had a strong will to survive.

“Exactly, exactly.” Chief Chen couldn’t tell the difference, but it didn’t prevent him from speaking up.

Outside the door.

The not-so-far Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi’s faces darkened even more.

“I don’t see what’s so great about her,” Chen Jingyu studied Yu Hongyi’s expression, “She’s frail, and speaking of intelligence, she can’t even compare to that Liang Wuyu from the Liang Family; whether she can get into Jiangjing University is still in question.”

This year’s situation with Jiangjing University was drawing attention due to Liang Wuyu’s presence.

He had been invited by many laboratories even before entering university.

“You’re comparing her to Liang Wuyu?” Yu Hongyi shook her head; apart from her face, indeed, she saw no other strengths in Bai Lian.

Her standards were always high.

Hearing her say that, Chen Jingyu also felt he had lost his sense, as Liang Wuyu was aiming to be top.

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“My bad,” Pu Xiaohan also felt a bit awkward back in the garden, “I won’t speak out of turn again.”

Bai Lian lazily twirled the long spear, stuffing the pastries given by Chief Chen into Pu Xiaohan’s hand and shaking her head in response, “If you can’t accept criticism, how can you improve?”

Bai Lian had been learning martial arts behind Bai Zhongyu since she was young.

Being the youngest, Bai Zhongyu and Chen Ye who trained with her would always accommodate her.

After Bai Zhongyu passed away, she and Chen Ye went to the battlefield together, only managing to leave a cenotaph for him. Afterwards, she spent three years on the battlefield, killing enemies with that spear. By then, no one would let her off the hook.

The veterans in the military couldn’t persuade her to return, so they taught her moves for killing enemies.

On the battlefield, every contest decided life and death.

All her experience was fought for on the battlefield, where every warrior was resolute, because every move was meant to kill, not for performance.

For the Bai Family, the spear was ingrained in their bones and blood.

She looked down at the long spear carelessly thrown aside in her hand.

The martial arts practiced by people nowadays lacked lethality and were too flashy, with Yu Hongyi being a prime example.

This was why Pu Xiaohan felt something was off about Yu Hongyi’s move, the Soaring Dragon Tail, because she had seen Yan Lu’s lethal moves performed.

“It’s getting windy, let’s go back to the hall first,” Chief Chen hastily spoke up, wanting to steer away from this subject.

Jiang Fulai hurried back close to nine o’clock.

Upon arrival, she first glanced at Chief Chen.

There wasn’t any particular expression, but just that indifferent glance made Chief Chen involuntarily straighten his back.

Bai Lian sat at a table on the side doing her homework.

She sat up straight, the workbook from her school open in front of her, casually resting one hand on it.

The hall was brightly lit. Jiang He sat next to her with a tablet, drawing.

Ming Dongheng stood emotionlessly behind Chief Chen, occasionally miming the moves of the spear, seemingly trying to learn Bai Lian’s style of twirling the spear.

Pu Xiaohan sat on the sofa opposite Chief Chen, holding a camera, reviewing footage taken that day and planning how to edit it and incorporate special effects into her video.

Jiang Fulai glanced at Ming Dongheng’s spear before her eyes settled on Bai Lian.

At the sound, Bai Lian finished a problem before looking up, “You’re finally back.”