Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Xu Zhiyue stood behind the crowd with a low voice. Because she had a good relationship with Ji Mulan, she dared to talk to her.

The crowd was noisy, but Ji Mulan heard everything he needed to hear.

"Is she in the same class as you?" Ji Mulan always thought that Bai Zian came to Jiangjing for a trip. She paused and said, "...you still need her to teach you math?"

Ji Mulan can't forget the incident of Bai Qian's first year of high school.

Ji Mulan's voice was a little loud and not as kind as before. Xu Zhiyue looked at her cautiously and said, "Yes, she is at Boyuan Base."

"Boyuan Base?" The middle-aged woman looked at Bai Zian in surprise.

The expression was a little surprised. Although grades don't mean anything, they also determine the upper limit of a top-notch person's ability. No mediocre person from Boyuan Base has a certain potential... How could this old lady Xu push such a person out of the door? ?

Ji Mulan didn't know about Boyuan Base.

But in front of so many people, she would not show off any tricks and would only smile slightly.

"Zhiyue, I don't mean to hurt you," Ji Mulan patted Xu Zhiyue on the back. She couldn't speak to the others, so she said to Shen Qing who was sitting in her seat: "This is Zhiyue, she is in the affiliated middle school, No. 2 in the country .[-]……"

She introduced Xu Zhiyue, saying that she was well-behaved and obedient, that she worked hard to make progress, and that she was No. 2 in the country...

Ji Mulan, who was faced with the scolding of her biological daughter who was so angry that it was difficult to sit together, looked proud and satisfied when she mentioned Xu Zhiyue, who was not related by blood.

She wished that such an obedient and excellent person was her daughter.

If Bai Qian really had this kind of personality tendency, Ji Mulan probably wanted to kill her first personality so that she could become such an obedient and excellent doll.

Ranking second in the country is something anyone should be proud of.

Shen Qing was also shocked, but Ji Mulan's words were even more disturbing, so she gave Ji Mulan a perfunctory look, "Ah, right, right, right."

"Miss Bai, let me see you off." Director Chen put down his wine glass and stood up.

Go and see off Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli.

Shen Min was speechless and just silently followed Bureau Chen.

Everyone heard what he said about Miss Bai.

Jiang Fuli also followed Bai Qian. He was always one or two steps behind Bai Qian and did not move forward. His back was to the light in the hall. His figure was tall and tall. Because there were a lot of people, he always had a cold and light look on his face. He is full of anger and coldness.

Although all the facial features were exquisite, few people dared to look at her, and the noisy crowd was separated by one meter.

It's really easy to use.

Bai Zian is very satisfied.

Even Xu En was several feet away from Bai Zian. It wasn't until Bai Zian and the others were sent into the elevator that he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Wenyao fell behind Xu En and looked at the closed door in the elevator. Xu En looked sideways at him, "Do you know him?"

"I can't tell..." Xu Wenyao said thoughtfully, "But I think...it's unlikely."

The two of them put this matter aside and walked inside.

As soon as Bai Zian and the others left, Director Chen returned to his solemn expression.

Next to Shen Qing, Jiang He, a young gentleman wearing a small suit and tie, was still sitting on a high chair. He was dangling his legs and did not go with Jiang Fuli.

He went back last night to pack his blankets and clothes and plan to go to Xiangcheng with Bai Zian.

**
Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli returned to Boyuan base.

Tang Ming took Ning Xiao to visit an old street in Shimen District. He scratched his head and said, "Why don't you buy some souvenirs to give to your family? The scholarships given by the school are not used much. My family members all asked me to bring special products back... …”

Ning Xiao bought a very red pendant and went back.

"Are you ready now?" Tang Ming looked at Ning Xiao, "Why don't you buy something else? God of learning, we can't be so cold..."

Tang Ming has many relatives in his family, including his sister, cousins, and cousins...

He has a long list on his phone.

Ning Xiao was annoyed by his noisiness and said coldly: "Everyone in my family has passed away, except grandma."

So just buy one.

Tang Ming's voice stopped abruptly: "..."

He watched Ning Xiao walk out of the street, then stood there and slapped himself hard.

On the 28th of the year, this street was also very lively. Two streets away was the Chen family's private museum. Ning Xiao and Tang Ming walked to the main road to wait for the bus.

A black off-road vehicle drove over from the end of the road.

In the driver's seat was a woman wearing glasses and a military coat. She had a high ponytail and flaming red lips. She was honking her horn impatiently, trying to drive away passers-by who ran red lights.

The passenger seat held a large armful of sunflowers.

There are few cars on this road, and there is an ancient street opposite, with a large flow of people. There is only one traffic policeman directing, but he cannot stop some people who are anxious to cross the road.

Finally people left.

The woman stepped on the accelerator and drove over. On the road, she saw a group of people waiting in front of the bus stop. When she saw two teenagers who stood out among them, she slowed down a little.

The car behind cautiously honked its horn.

The off-road vehicle continued to drive forward and finally stopped at the Chen Family Private Museum.

Today is the last day the museum is open.

Many people with reservations were queuing up to enter. The woman pulled out the key, stepped on her leather boots, and walked straight in wearing sunglasses. She took the small door next to it.

When she arrived, she smelled so much of blood that people in the queue were afraid to speak.

When she entered, these people started talking, "What's going on? Is there anyone who doesn't have to queue?"

"Yes, everyone is equal..."

Some even took out their cell phones.

The ticket inspector looked up lazily and said, "What kind of queue do you have to wait in to go back to your home?"

"..." The man put down his phone dejectedly.

Backyard cemetery.

Chen Beixuan took off her sunglasses. She had an extremely cold face, a tall figure, and her appearance could hardly tell her age. She put the sunglasses back into her pocket and respectfully placed three sticks of incense - "Old ancestor, you are the first Bless me the first time to buy a cake, the second time to bless me to pass math, and the second time to bless me to pass the military academy..." She started to recite a lot, and finally put the three sticks of incense on it respectfully, "I promise, I will I promise this is really, really the last time I beg you. It has been 11 years, can you help me find that damn scumbag? I want to chop him up with my own hands."

After 1 minute, "You are acquiescing by not speaking? Okay, okay, thank you, ancestor, thank you, ancestor!"

**
at the same time.

Bai Zian in the Boyuan base classroom sneezed.

Jiang Fuli sat next to her, fingering the computer, and handed her her jacket with his other hand, "Don't be cool."

Bai Qian was still wearing that simple white dress, spotless. She only raised her eyes slightly and said, "It's okay, I'm not you. Do you need me to prescribe you some medicine?"

Jiang Fuli listened to her words and took his coat back, "I haven't read the report submitted by He Wen and others yet."

Bai Zian reached out and pinched the pulse of his left hand.

Jiang Fuli's pulse was very strange. Bai Qian leaned on the table and pressed his pulse with her fingertips, frowning slightly.

But Jiang Fuli lowered his head and stared at her white fingertips, thinking slowly that she was really not cold.

"Is it hopeless?" Jiang Fuli asked after seeing her frowning.

Bai Po: "..."

Why can you talk like this to yourself?

She let go of her hand, pulled a piece of paper from the side, and began to think about it.

Jiang Fuli silently took back his hand and clicked on a document, "It's been like this since I was eight years old. When the weather gets cold, I wilt easily."

He described himself as like a vegetable.

He does two things at once and still replies: [Check for plagiarism]

——[Okay teacher, will it leak secrets if I use their website to check for plagiarism? 】

Jiang Fuli: [Don’t worry about the rubbish you wrote]

After he replied, he sent his revision comments.

The news about Dean Ma came.

Dean Ma: [Has her file been sealed? 】

Jiang Fuli: [Hmm]

Dean Ma: [That’s good]

After Dean Ma asked, he started to bring in private information: [Do you have any opinions on this year’s gambling pool? 】

He was asking about the college entrance examination betting pool. This year, it was Xu Zhiyue and Liang Wuyu. Liang Wuyu was better at science and comprehensive studies, Xu Zhiyue was better at Chinese and English than him. This time Jiang Jing's final exam English was simple, and Liang Wuyu took advantage.

This happens every year during the college entrance examination, and people in academic circles enjoy it endlessly.

Jiang Fuli did not return to Dean Ma.

Dean Ma stared at the chat page for a long time, then turned around and put his money into the gambling pool.

Dean Ma: [When will she leave? 】

Jiang Fuli: [(smiling)]

Dean Ma: [Why do you suddenly have such a good attitude? 】

Dean Ma stared at this smile. He had always thought that this smile was very friendly. But when he saw Jiang Fuli's hair today, he felt that this smile seemed a bit sarcastic and a bit indifferent.

Dean Ma sent Bai Qian: [(smile)]

Bai Jian: [(smile)]

This is normal. Dean Ma asked Bai Qian: "When are you leaving?" 】

After saying goodbye to Bai Qian, it would take 160 days before the college entrance examination, and 280 days before she could come to school. Dean Ma felt disappointed.

Bai Qian: [Six o'clock tomorrow morning. 】

It's a little early for other people, but it's just right for Dean Ma. After all, he likes shopping.

**
in the afternoon.

The performance at Jiangjing Conservatory of Music was also finished, and Bai Shaoqi returned to the Yin family.

She and Song Min also packed their things and prepared to return to Beicheng.

At this time, Bai Shaoqi was making a video call with Bai Qiming. Mrs. Song, wearing a waistcoat, sat gracefully next to Bai Shaoqi, smiled and said to Bai Qiming on the other side of the screen: "Shaoqi is here, don't worry."

On the other end of the phone, before Bai Qiming could speak, the uncle of the Bai family squeezed over and said happily: "I heard that Dean Jian has a good impression of Shaoqi, right?"

"Yes," Mrs. Song nodded, with a smile on her face, "I saw it that day too."

"Ancestors bless, ancestors bless." Uncle Bai clasped his hands, "Shaoqi can come back as well. I will prepare more sacrifices to worship the ancestors. You and your brother are the protagonists of this ancestor worship."

Worshiping ancestors is a major event for the Bai family.

Bai Qiming asked Bai Shaoqi: "You have a flight at nine o'clock in the evening, right? You can just catch up with the ancestor worship tomorrow."

Mrs. Song looked at Bai Qiming on the other end of the phone. After a pause, she remembered Bai Qian, "You are worshiping your ancestors, do you want A Qian..."

Bai Zian is at Boyuan base this time.

"I'll have someone pick you up tomorrow." Bai Qiming interrupted Mrs. Song with a dark face.

Although Bai Qiming took Bai Shaoqi and Bai Shaoke home, he never remarried, but he didn't expect Ji Mulan to get married so soon, and to someone from Jiangjing.

At this time, Bai Qiming didn't want to hear the news about Bai Xian at all.

Next to him, the uncle of the Bai family did not speak for Bai Zian. Instead, he reminded Mrs. Song with a smile: "You may not know that Bai Zian has been expelled from the clan by us."

"That's it." Mrs. Song saw that Bai Shaoqi beside her was also a little unhappy. She smiled and stood up, "I won't disturb your family's conversation."

She goes downstairs.

Just when she saw Mr. Yin coming back from outside, Mrs. Song was surprised: "Brother, why are you back now?"

Mr. Yin didn't have time to change his shoes, so he walked directly to Mrs. Song and asked, "How about it? Did you see anyone at the Xu family's banquet? Do you have a phone number for the Chen family?"