The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

The office.

Chief Chen sat in his seat, and the two giant 3D screens opposite projected the solemn figures of two men.

“Chen Yongkun, you deployed special task personnel to Xiangcheng,” the elder on the left spoke with a heavy voice, “and even used elite combat equipment…”

Planning a big move, the police force of Xiangcheng alone was naturally not enough.

Chief Chen called upon manpower and equipment from Jiangjing.

He had recently become conspicuously influential in Jiangjing, and many who envied his position had brought their complaints directly to the Chen Family; now, these two were lecturing Chief Chen.

“Squeak—”

The door to the office was pushed open, and a tall figure slowly walked into the center of the screen.

Chief Chen immediately rose to his feet.

Jiang Fulai’s gaze swept indifferently over the two projections, then casually sat down on the chair Chief Chen had pulled out. Elbows resting on the armrest, his eyelashes casting a slight shadow, even when silent his presence was considerable.

The two men on the screen seemed as if their throats had been choked, their voices vanishing instantly.

Chief Chen poured tea for Jiang Fulai.

“I’ve already had Jiang Xijue double the amount of equipment used,” Jiang Fulai took the tea, sipped it leisurely, then barely lifted his eyes, his tone indifferent: “You can consider the people as borrowed from me. Any other questions?”

Nobody spoke.

What could they say? The Chen Family, a household of martial artists with little earning ability, had survived to this day only because of the Jiang Family’s unwavering support.

Chief Chen raised his eyebrows.

Heh, he had said—

He, could, sway, people!

**

At the hospital, the assistant Xu had not yet returned.

In Xu En’s room, however, stood a young man holding a black cotton-padded jacket, clad in a white long-sleeved T-shirt, his demeanor refined as he attentively listened to Doctor Li describing Xu En’s condition.

“So, the antidote won’t arrive until tomorrow?” Xu Wenyao nodded and expressed his gratitude to Doctor Li: “Thank you, Doctor Li.”

Once Doctor Li had left, Xu Wenyao turned to thank Ji Mulan, “Aunt Ji, thank you for taking care of my father all this time.”

Xu Wenyao and Xu Zhiyue had always been like this.

They were courteous to everyone, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Ji Mulan stood aside, shaking her head, also rarely gentle, “Why thank me? How are you and Zhiyue?”

“We’re fine,” Xu Wenyao looked around, “Where’s Assistant Xu?”

Ji Heng was reluctant to talk with Ji Mulan about Chief Chen’s matters.

Ji Mulan currently couldn’t give an answer either, “He went to the police station for an investigation.”

At the mention of the investigation, Xu Wenyao’s mood became heavy.

He looked down, checking his phone and just then received a message from Xu Zhiyue—

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Xu Zhiyue: [I’ve compiled the key points from your notes before; print them out for her.]

Xu Zhiyue: [I’ll go steal Jiangjing Dog’s notebook for you tomorrow.]

Xu Zhiyue: [How is my sister? [Shy.jpg]]

Xu Zhiyue: [Big brother big brother big brother big brother??]

Xu Wenyao: [She is older than you.]

Xu Zhiyue: [Ah, this is even more painful than being ten points below Jiangjing Dog.]

Xu Zhiyue was in her third year of high school, and Xu Wenyao hadn’t told her about Xu En’s matter; he only mentioned that he was going to Xiangcheng to see the Ji Family.

When Assistant Xu came back,

Xu Wenyao was on the phone with Xu Yajun.

Meanwhile, Ji Mulan was also very anxious, knowing that it was Miss Xu on the other end of Xu Wenyao’s phone.

“Wenyao, as you know,” Xu Yajun sighed, “Chen Ye is busy with countless affairs every day; he certainly won’t bother with such matters. In my opinion, you guys should quickly get President Xu back here; Xiangcheng is really chaotic.”

Xu Wenyao ended the call and shook his head at Ji Mulan.

Ji Mulan sat down, bewildered, “Does Miss Xu not have a way?”

Having known Xu En for so long, she understood that this Miss Xu was someone the Xu Family couldn’t currently catch up with, nor did she understand her circle.

“I’ll inform my grandmother,” Xu Wenyao said, as he hadn’t told Mrs. Xu about Xu En’s situation yet, fearing she couldn’t bear it; “I’ll ask her to inquire with the Yu Family. It’s a matter of a word for the Yu Family if they want to see that Mr. Chen.”

The Yu Family again?

Ji Mulan temporarily didn’t understand all these connections, but she could tell that the Yu Family was definitely not simple.

“Young Master,” Assistant Xu waited until Xu Wenyao finished his call, then casually stated: “You don’t need to call the old lady; I’ve already met Mr. Chen this afternoon.”