久久婷婷丁香五月综合五

Chapter 158: Mr. Chou, who doubts life, goes crazy criticizing Lianlian_3

Mao Kun straightened up with respect as he looked at the expressionless cool kid holding a ball-like Rubik’s Cube, “So it’s Xiaoge, hello, my name is Xiaomao.”

Jiang He glanced at Mao Kun expressionlessly and didn’t say anything.

Mao Kun had now become well-adapted to carrying the eight jin of iridium, lifting it as if it were weightless.

Bai Lian knew at a glance that her initial judgment was right; he was very talented and had wasted many years.

“You don’t need to use the Solid Foundation Paste for now,” Bai Lian said as she walked down the alley, taking out flashcards to memorize words while conversing with Mao Kun, “Next is the medicinal bath, 15 grams of Poria, 50 grams of Atractylodes macrocephala need to be stir-fried first, 18 grams of Pelan Grass, 12 grams of dried Rehmannia…”

She listed a long string of medicinal names.

Mao Kun looked at Bai Lian with a blank expression on his face.

It indicated that the list was too long and he didn’t catch it all.

Bai Lian: “…I’ll send it to you later.”

Mao Kun laughed sheepishly, just about to thank her, when he saw the delicate-looking Xiaoge beside Bai Lian gave him a look, full of speechlessness.

Even though his IQ wasn’t very high, he could still feel the contempt from Xiaoge Mao Kun: “…”

The Ji Heng courtyard.

He hadn’t returned from fishing yet, but Ji Mulan, wearing a silk shawl, was there.

Standing in the courtyard with her back to the door, upon hearing a noise, she turned around coldly, her eyes landing on Mao Kun who was following Bai Lian.

Mao Kun didn’t have an appearance of an upright citizen, the kind of person a policeman would keep a close eye on, with dyed blond hair and an air of vagrancy about him.

Seeing Bai Lian mingling with such people again.

Ji Mulan couldn’t help getting angry, “Didn’t you say you had reformed? That you would study hard …”

“Slap”

Bai Lian tossed her schoolbag onto the stone table and reached out to grab Ji Mulan’s carefully maintained shawl. Ji Mulan hadn’t expected Bai Lian to make such a big move, nor did she think Bai Lian would turn on her.

She staggered and was caught by Bai Lian.

Bai Lian held Ji Mulan’s collar with one hand; she was taller than Ji Mulan with an extremely pale face, her fingers slowly tightening.

Expressionless.

Seeing that things were not looking good, Mao Kun hastily set down the rice paper in his hands, passed a cigarette to Bai Lian, and lit it with a flame: “Sis, calm down!”

Bai Lian breathed out, her other hand loosely holding the slim cigarette, the burning end glowing crimson.

Smoke softly blurred her face, she tilted her head slightly, and with an indifferent voice so soft and slow, she said, “Ji Mulan, your only task now is to play your part well in front of Grandpa, or else …”

She heard a noise coming from outside the door.

She casually tossed aside the cigarette and stamped it out with her foot.

Then she lazily raised her head, hooking a smile at Ji Mulan, like a mandrake flowering from a sea of blood, dangerous and alluring.

She made a silent “Bang” shape with her mouth towards Ji Mulan.

Ji Mulan, clutching her luxurious shawl, watched Bai Lian revert to an innocent façade to open the door.

“Grandpa,” Bai Lian took the fishing rod from Ji Heng’s hands, raised her eyebrows, “Did you catch any fish?”

Behind her, Director Chen’s back was adorned with a fish basket, and on each side of his waist hung two big fish, “Miss Bai, look, one is caught by me, one by your grandpa.”

He turned his body to show off his catch to Bai Lian.

Bai Lian looked at Director Chen who, despite having a fish basket, insisted on hanging fish at his waist for display: “Come inside first.”

As Ji Heng entered, he saw Ji Mulan, he hesitated, “Why are you here? Eating here tonight?”

“I came to ask you guys out to dinner, we’re treating Miss Xu to dinner tonight,” Ji Mulan coughed lightly, she didn’t look at Bai Lian, her complexion turning somewhat pale, “and by the way, to ask why… Alian has blacklisted me.”

“Dinner?” Ji Heng did not respond to her last remark, only saying, “Tonight I’m going to have a drink with Xiaochen; I won’t go.”

Ji Mulan couldn’t believe Ji Heng’s words.

She looked at Ji Heng, then at Director Chen who was standing beside with fish awkwardly hanging from his waist, and at Xiao Mao, who was cowering in a corner…

What were all these shady characters around her?

What had Bai Lian learned in Xiangcheng?

To forsake Xu En’s dinner party and eat here?

She put so much effort into networking for them, even persuading Xu En to include Ji Heng and Bai Lian, yet these two couldn’t grasp her painstaking effort.

She should have known, Bai Lian was just not getting it!

“Suit yourselves!” Ji Mulan covered her neck, not looking at Bai Lian, “I’m leaving.”

She walked straight out the front gate.

She made a call for her driver to pick her up from Purest Street.

On the way, she stepped on a puddle-covered brick, and the dirty water splashed onto her leather shoes, causing Ji Mulan’s expression to grow colder.

“Why are you so late,” at the dinner, Xu En looked at Ji Mulan, “Didn’t the two of them come?”

He was referring to Bai Lian and Ji Heng.

“Alian is doing homework.” Ji Mulan’s demeanor was impeccable.

Xu En wasn’t particularly concerned about whether Bai Lian and Ji Heng showed up, and with a smile, he introduced, “Miss Xu you’ve met, this gentleman here is Ren Qian, and this one is Chen Gang, CEO Chen.”

“Sorry for the wait.” Ji Mulan apologized to them with a smile.

Ren Qian and Chen Gang knew that Xu En was a businessman from Jiangjing, so neither dared to accept Ji Mulan’s apology. Ren Qian smiled lifting his glass, “No worries at all, don’t fret Miss Xu, the land you want I’ll sort it out for you.”

As he spoke, his gaze flicked toward Xu Yajun who sat next to Xu En.

Xu Yajun was seated beside Xu En but was not speaking; Xu En also did not introduce who Xu Yajun was to them.

Ren Qian did not dare to guess lightly, but from Xu En’s extremely respectful attitude toward that lady, he knew Miss Xu was not to be taken lightly.

“We’ll have to trouble you, Mr. Ren,” Xu En chuckled, then sighed, “I sent a name card to Chen Ye, heard he was free this afternoon; it’s a shame he didn’t come.”

“Chen Ye?” Xu Yajun lifted her head slightly upon hearing the name, “He went fishing this afternoon.”

Fishing?

Ji Mulan was taken aback.