The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

When Ling Ziyao said this, Wang Xu’s face turned pale.

He opened his mouth, wanting to argue something.

But someone lifted him by the collar from behind.

It was a pair of pitch-black calm eyes—Bai Lian’s.

“You guys go back first,” she said without looking at anyone, glancing at Wang Xu as if to say he was “useless.”

She went to the bathroom first.

“But…” Wang Xu didn’t want to go back. He felt he had let down every member of his group and wanted to explain himself to Ling Ziyao.

Tang Ming wrapped his arm around his neck and led him back into the classroom, “Alright, let’s go back first. You can’t do anything by staying here. Let’s go back and discuss, see if Sister Bian has any other remedial methods.”

Remedial methods?

Ling Ziyao, standing at the top of the stairs, heard their conversation and almost sneered. What remedial methods could you possibly have?

For this academic report, it was rumored that Academician Ma would attend. The Ling family had gone to great lengths, giving Gao Jiachen a bunch of research equipment to make Ling Ziyao’s group perform better.

Ling Ziyao knew he couldn’t outdo the group consisting of Liang Wuyu and Xu Zhiyue, but he could come in second. He didn’t expect Wang Xu, a person from the four major cities, to deliver such a smooth academic report.

With a slight trickery, without the support of a model, Wang Xu’s group report would be significantly discounted.

**

Bathroom.

Bai Lian was washing her hands.

“I,” a timid voice came from behind, “our group can share the model.”

Bai Lian turned off the faucet slowly and deliberately, and with a slight turn of her eyes, she saw the girl standing two meters behind her. Wearing black-framed glasses, her bangs slightly too long, speaking to Bai Lian was already the limit of her courage.

“Thank you, Xu,” Bai Lian recognized her and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, “but it’s not necessary.”

She leisurely dried her fingers and threw the paper towel in the bin before leaving with her phone.

In the bathroom, Xu Zhiyue watched Bai Lian’s retreating figure.

She took out her phone and began typing frantically—

[Brother! Brother! Brother!]

[There’s a super pretty girl at Boyuan Base!]

[!!!]

[Where is she??????]

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Outside.

As Bai Lian was walking towards the classroom, she texted He Wen.

He Wen responded quickly.

He Wen: [This model, not just for the academic report, you could use it for papers as well.]

Although she hadn’t been involved in the details of the academic report, she had been writing reports and discussing them with Ning Xiao, so naturally, she knew what kind of model Ling Ziyao had asked Wang Xu to make.

However, compared to the model she and He Wen had, the predictive fluctuation model that Wang Xu’s group was going to make was too rudimentary.

Bai Lian hadn’t initially thought about using the model she developed with He Wen.

But now, there wasn’t enough time to create a new one.

Once she was sure it could be used, Bai Lian felt at ease.

At the classroom door, Ning Xiao was evidently informed and was waiting for Bai Lian, “They did it on purpose.”

“I know,” Bai Lian replied languidly, her presence sharp and oppressive. She leisurely used her phone to push open the classroom door. “But it’s no big deal.”

If Jiang Fulai had been there, he would have marveled at how astute Ling Ziyao was.

To choose anyone else but Bai Lian out of so many people was a mistake.

A genius like He Wen, whose papers even Academician Jiang Fulai and Ma had reviewed, even if it was just a minor model, was also a product of Bai Lian’s and He Wen’s time and research. Placing it here…

Was frankly bullying.