The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 693 - : 274 Bai Jian, an expert, Mu Lao Ye steps out of the Buddha hall (two watches combined)_4

Chapter 693: 274 Bai Jian, an expert, Mu Lao Ye steps out of the Buddha hall (two watches combined)_4

It’s confirmed, these are indeed the people of the Mu family. With such a vast family enterprise, the wealth left to them is innumerable.

“Together with Mu Lan,” Mu Yining also picked up a crab roe bun with her chopsticks.

Taking a bite, the juice burst forth, the crab roe was fresh and delicate, the crab meat tender, and the soup profoundly rich. Even for Mu Yining, who had tasted so many delicacies, this was a particularly dazzling experience.

The last time Mu Youjun visited the Mu family, she began to disdain the crabs they ate during this season.

Every year, Jiangjing could only provide so much to this elite circle. In recent years, the Mu family actually hadn’t gotten their share of the food or dim sum, while the Gao family, with mountains at their back, still managed to get some.

After Mu Youjun brought them over, Mu Yining only saved one for the old master and sent one to Ji Heng.

Now, tasting this crab roe bun, she was also quite surprised. Such quality in a crab roe bun was rare even in her childhood, during the Mu family’s golden age.

After breakfast, the housekeeping aunt cleaned up, Mu Yining got into the car, and called the floor butler to inquire about the source of the crab roe buns.

Learning that it was sent by Ji Heng, Mu Yining was very surprised.

The Ji family was becoming more and more mysterious to her.

**

Wednesday.

Bai Lian was still in the dining hall eating when she received a call from Xu En.

“Alian, good morning.” Driving, Xu En sounded cheerful. After exchanging pleasantries with Bai Lian, he went on to tell her about Ji Mulan’s request to transfer her household registration.

Xu Siqi was registered under the Xu family, and the Xu family matriarch wouldn’t allow him to transfer it.

But Xu En still decided to inform Bai Lian about the important matter of transferring registration.

“Mhmm, I got it,” Bai Lian said after swiping her card, picked up her breakfast, and handed the card to Tang Ming standing beside her.

Tang Ming, with utmost respect, received Bai Lian’s card with both hands, not daring to let his gaze linger on the three characters “Jiang Fulai” printed on it for too long.

Ding Wenyang had perfectly integrated into their group.

As long as Bai Lian was at school, they would all flock to dine with her.

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Seeing Tang Ming showing such reverence for a card, he was somewhat puzzled, “Brother Tang, you’re a contestant with 2 million points now!”

One of the top students of the elite Tongfeng class at Jiang University was showing undue respect to a card.

“Brother Ding, you don’t understand,” Tang Ming thought back to Monday morning when the young master Jiang heard about his points and gave him a “Hmph” expression, he said gravely.

Tang Ming swiped the meal card.

Ding Wenyang stared at the balance on the meal card, exclaimed, then realized—

Of course, it made sense to show utmost respect to the God of Wealth.

After getting their food, the two sat down opposite Bai Lian and Yang Lin.

The food at Jiang University’s dining hall was indeed famously delicious.

Many food bloggers had become popular by featuring the delicacies of Jiang University online.

Tang Ming silently nibbled on his bun, “… I’ll bring something even tastier for you next week.”

**

At the Jiangjing Public Security Bureau, Xu En parked his car.

He saw the waiting floor butler at the entrance.

“Mr. Xu, Miss Mu Lan,” the floor butler smiled as he introduced the people beside him, “this is Miss Wanxuan, and this young master is Dong Chuan.”

Both parties had heard of each other before.

Dong Chuan stood tall, wearing a windbreaker, his eyebrows and eyes slightly deep. “Mr. Xu.”

“Young Master Dong,” Xu En had heard Mu Yining speak of Dong Chuan; not only was he the heir to the Dong family, but his mother’s family was also formidable.

Xu En was very polite.

Ji Mulan had recuperated for two months, and her health had mostly recovered. However, today she wasn’t wearing high heels, only a goose-yellow coat with a hat perched on her head, regal and dignified.

Her gaze swept past Ren Wanxuan and settled on Dong Chuan, addressing him with equal courtesy, “Young Master Dong.”