The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 808 - 315 She is like a general fighting on the

Chapter 808: 315 She is like a general fighting on the battlefield, a secret incident has occurred!_3

Chapter 808: 315 She is like a general fighting on the battlefield, a secret incident has occurred!_3

His fingers were long and slender as he carelessly picked up the teapot, pressing on the lid with his fingertips and changing the topic, “When I was making tea just now, I suddenly thought of a problem I once worked on. We launch a rocket from Earth, it goes around the Sun and then returns to Earth, ignoring all other influences, its speed, and the motion equation.”

Tang Ming, who had just brought over a plate of fruit, upon hearing Jiang Fulai’s voice, hurriedly tiptoed away from behind him.

Fearing being caught and questioned.

While across from Bai Lian, Pu Xiaohan:”…?”

The diversion was successful; Bai Lian had already begun pondering the problem.

Jiang Fulai, seeing that she had successfully been diverted, did not dare to say more and simply handed the tea to her.

It wasn’t until Ming Dongheng called him that he went to the next room to see Chen Beixuan and Xu Nanjing.

**

302.

Chen Beixuan and Jiang Fulai finished their report before leaving the room with Ming Dongheng.

Next door was 303; Chen Beixuan sheathed her dagger into the sheath above her right knee, her gaze fixed on 303, “Xiaoming, Miss Bai is here, right?”

“Yes.” Ming Dongheng was always concise.

Chen Beixuan crossed her arms, curiously looking at the door, but without Jiang Fulai’s invitation, she could not meet Bai Lian.

She was thinking about this when the elevator stopped on the third floor.

Ning Xiao carried a pot of succulents up from the first floor, his bangs almost covering his eyes, “Mr. Ming.”

“Ning Xiao.” Ming Dongheng was quite familiar with him.

Chen Beixuan lazily waited for Ning Xiao to pass by, only glancing in this direction when she heard his cold voice. That glance made her pause slightly.

Ming Dongheng was about to take her downstairs when after entering the elevator, he noticed Chen Beixuan had not yet joined him.

He looked at Ning Xiao’s retreating figure entering 303 in puzzlement, “Do you know him?”

“Not really,” Chen Beixuan walked toward the elevator, “He just looks a bit familiar, like my ex-boyfriend who died more than a decade ago.”

Hearing this, Ming Dongheng gave Chen Beixuan a glance, “Ning Xiao is 19 this year.”

Meaning, he couldn’t be the son of her ex-boyfriend.

Chen Beixuan’s two stories were still talked about to this day by several people. One story was about helping an old lady across the street at the university entrance, captured in photos and posted on the school’s forum. Xu Nanjing and Director Chen had specifically gone to look at it.

Even today, that old post could still be found on the forum.

The group would often joke about it.

Of course, they dared not mention these stories in front of Chen Beixuan,

The other was about her ex-boyfriend who had vanished without a trace, leaving her hanging for twelve years. Except for Chen Beixuan herself, no one dared to mention it, even in private.

**

303.

Ning Xiao placed the flowerpot on Bai Lian’s balcony and cracked open the window a little.

To let in air.

“Genius,” Tang Ming sneaked onto the balcony, asking Ning Xiao about the problem Jiang Fulai had just asked, “It’s this one. Sister Lian only gave me a few sets of equations then went to play chess with Xiaohan. Do you have any insight?”

Ning Xiao glanced at Tang Ming, his voice cold, “The rocket needs to circle the Sun twice before it can return precisely to Earth.”

Tang Ming finally had a trajectory map of a rocket in his mind, “Right, right.”

After listening, he continued working on the formulas Bai Lian had given him.

Ning Xiao closed the window, touched the red line on his neck, and returned to the hall.

Bai Lian sat on the carpet beside the sofa, casually bending one leg, holding a white chess piece in her hand, waiting for Pu Xiaohan to finish thinking, while she talked on the phone with Director Chen.

“They’ve got the serum, will the formula be exposed?” Director Chen inquired.

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“No,” replied Bai Lian, unhurriedly.

The Essential Serum formula had been lost for so many years because its components were extremely precise, and not even experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioners could discern the ratios, let alone foreigners.

Director Chen replied very quickly this time, “Good, I’ll submit the report for approval.”

**

Saturday.

Bai Lian was studying in the Jiang University library with Ning Xiao, Yang Lin, and others. It had been a long time since they had all come to the library together.

At five o’clock in the afternoon, Bai Lian checked the message sent by Wen Zhixia.

She was almost at Jiang University.

Bai Lian packed up her things, ready to leave, when her phone rang—it was Xiaowu.

His voice was trembling, but it was rather composed, “Sis, I… I’m at Yunxiao District Hospital, hurry over!”

Bai Lian paused in her steps and suddenly looked up.

“What happened?” Tang Ming looked at Bai Lian.

Bai Lian placed her notebook and computer into Tang Ming’s hands and said to him and Ning Xiao, “Zhixia will be here soon, later you two take her to visit Professor Zhou’s lab. I’m not available right now.”

Hospital.

“Officer Liu,” the Mu Clan uncle was communicating with the traffic police, protecting Ren Wanxuan behind him, “This child just turned 18, made a mistake due to nervousness, accidentally pressed the brake in the crowd. We will compensate the other party as we should, you can rest assured; we have already pre-deposited the medical fees.”

As soon as he arrived, he clarified his identity, and the police also knew he belonged to the Mu Family.

Mu Yining and Ji Shaojun had done good business over the past year. Furthermore, after that family banquet, both the Gao Family and the Jiang Family were rumored to be associated with them, and the circle had gradually begun to take the Mu Family more seriously. After the previous incident, everyone in the Yunxiao District had become more cautious.

Today’s traffic accident was nothing much for them.

The responsible party, despite being a rich second generation, was very polite and even actively offered compensation – basically, there were no issues.

“Alright, Mr. Mu, we already know the basic situation,” the traffic police replied politely. “You can go now. If there’s any follow-up, we will contact you.”

“Uncle,” Ren Wanxuan looked back worriedly towards the emergency room, “What if he can’t be saved?”

“Double the compensation,” the Mu Clan uncle glanced indifferently at the red-haired man by the emergency room door. “Do you know them?”

“Hmm, those two used to be thugs in my sister’s old circle…” Ren Wanxuan explained, looking down.

Hearing it was just a couple of thugs, the Mu Clan uncle cared even less. “You don’t need to worry. This is just a simple traffic accident. Whatever they ask for, we give them. Just don’t drive in the future; it’s too dangerous. It’s good that nothing happened to you today…”

For Mu Clan uncle, Ren Wanxuan was now considered a branch of the core Mu Family and one of the heirs. She was also Dong Chuan’s girlfriend and had channels for Iridium.

This was a perfect opportunity to win over Ren Wanxuan, and he certainly would not miss his chance to show concern.

He sized up the red-haired man squatting on the ground, wearing torn jeans and a chain around his neck, indeed exuding a vulgar street vibe.

The Mu Clan uncle threw him a bank card and a business card. Standing in front of Xiaowu, somewhat condescendingly and deliberately unhurried, he said, “The PIN is six sixes, enough to last you a few lifetimes. If you have any problem, give me a call.”