Chapter 918: 362 No.7: The Scariest One_2 Chapter 918: 362 No.7: The Scariest One_2 However, only the Jiang Family had set aside a separate area, parking three airplanes.

Jiang Fulai slowly landed behind Bai Lian, holding a cell phone, answering Gao Shu’s call leisurely, yet his gaze fell ahead.

Ahead, Bai Lian’s left hand held a document behind her back as she turned her head to explain the topic to Wang Xu and Pei Qin, the black of her eyes reflecting the airport scenery.

In Jiangjing, it was still winter, and the airport was windy. She was wearing only a white knitted sweater.

She did not feel cold.

Jiang Fulai watched her silhouette, leisurely pulling up his black scarf to cover his cold, hard jawline.

“The butler has already made the wedding dress,” Gao Shu urged Jiang Fulai over the phone, “When are you planning to get married?”

Jiang Fulai’s icy fingertips touched the phone, his usual cold expression in his eyes, but his voice was gentle, “What’s the rush, she’s just in her sophomore year.”

Such a craftsmanship on the Phoenix Robe would also take a year of manual work.

Gao Shu had already started working, having just finished a meeting at the theater: “Am I the only one in a hurry?”

Jiang Fulai paused briefly and hummed in affirmation.

Gao Shu didn’t expose him, only raising an eyebrow, “Okay, are you coming back today?”

This New Year, she hadn’t seen Bai Lian yet. Now that they were coming back, Gao Shu was ready to go to the Shanhai Apartment with some items.

Ahead, Bai Lian was still discussing the topic with the two:
“Its A[n] is the n-torsion subgroup of the Abel group A… What you get is a long exact sequence, naturally leading to an injection…”

She spoke methodically, detailing each step meticulously, unlike Jiang Fulai, who found it too simple and would typically skip over.

Nor would she spare them a disdainful “huh.”

Tang Ming and Ning Xiao’s improvement in grades had much to do with her.

Having finished, she also gave them time to reflect.

Meanwhile, she called Ji Heng to tell him that she had safely arrived in Jiangjing.

Ji Heng still had to stay in Xiangcheng for a while, not coming back just yet.

Upon receiving Bai Lian’s call, he was at Purest Street, worshiping the Tree God with a group of tourists, praying while telling Bai Lian that Ji Grand Uncle had also arrived in Jiangjing and had brought her clothes.

“The clothes the great lady made for you,” Ji Heng, following the crowd, finished worshiping the Tree God and then slowly told Bai Lian, “When I went back to Xicheng, she had already asked for your measurements to make them. She finished making it yesterday. Great lady’s craftsmanship is superb; she even taught your grandmother. I’ll have it sent directly to the Shanhai Apartment.”

Bai Lian had already seen the car sent by the research institute, “Okay, I’ll make a trip to the research institute first; I’ll return by five.”

The driver was the previous driver of Academician Ma, and the co-driver was a previously plain-clothed security officer.

Jiang Fulai was picked up by a car from the Jiang Family.

He hadn’t gone home all year and was now rushing back for the Jiang Family’s annual meeting.

Wang Xu and Pei Qin, not daring to join Jiang Fulai, got into the car that came for Bai Lian.

**
After three in the afternoon.

Ji Grand Uncle arrived in Jiangjing with Ji Yun.

The two were received by members of the Jiangjing Chamber of Commerce and stayed at the Yunxiao Building.

It was not a busy time, and Chang’an District was not far away. Seeing the address Ji Heng had sent, they headed to Shanhai Apartment.

When they reached near Shanhai Apartment, they realized it was close to Jiang University.

Both had been to Jiangjing before, Ji Yun having visited for tourism several times, even entering Jiang University. Now, standing in front of its understated and rhythmic gate, he looked up at the words “Jiangjing University,” and couldn’t help but feel ambition surge again.

Remembering Ji Heng, Ji Yun exclaimed to Ji Grand Uncle, “I didn’t expect, the matriarch’s granddaughter is studying here.”

This was Jiangjing University, after all, where only a handful from Xicheng got admitted each year.

Ji Yun had yet to meet this granddaughter of the matriarch and was very curious about what she looked like.

With the school term at Jiang University in session, there were many people at the entrance.

Ji Grand Uncle wanted to look inside Jiang University, as it was a place where Wanxin had once been, but Ji Yun hadn’t managed to get the QR code to enter, only securing one for three days later.

“Let’s come back in a couple of days,” Ji Yun put away his phone, holding the bag in his hand, and said to him, “It’s almost time. Let’s head to Shanhai Apartment first.”

Ji Yun was eager; it turned out their relative could actually get into Jiang University.

His curiosity about Ji Heng’s granddaughter reached its peak.

They arrived at the gate of Shanhai Apartment soon.

This road was rather quiet, and upon seeing the gate of Shanhai Apartment, Ji Grand Uncle walked towards it.

“Didn’t the matriarch say to call our cousin in advance? Also, aren’t there too few people here?” Ji Yun followed Ji Grand Uncle, puzzled by the sparseness of people on the road and the sparse crowd at the gate of Shanhai Apartment.

The location occupied by Shanhai Apartment was unexpectedly uncrowded.

“It’s just a few steps away; we can walk there,” Grandpa Ji had not intended for Bai Lian to come and pick them up.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of Shanhai Apartment.

Before they could state their purpose, they saw plainclothes guards standing on both sides of the gate.

With bulging pockets, Ji Yun immediately spotted the exposed gun handle and quickly pulled his grandfather back a step, “Grandpa… I think we better make a phone call.”

He saw it, and naturally, Grandpa Ji saw it too.

What kind of setup is this complex?

Even the security guards at the gate are armed?

Not really…

The two grandsons exchanged glances, and Grandpa Ji immediately took out his cellphone to call Ji Heng, telling him that they had reached the entrance of the complex.

**
It wasn’t long before.

A middle-aged man came out from the complex to meet Grandpa Ji and Ji Yun, “Are you relatives of Bai Lian?”

Grandpa Ji, looking at the other’s shiny bald head, quickly responded, “Yes.”

“I’m Bai Lian’s senior, surnamed Huang,” Dean Huang led Grandpa Ji and Ji Yun inside, smiling warmly, “She’s still busy, let me first take you to 103.”

Grandpa Ji and Ji Yun looked at Dean Huang in surprise.

Such a big age difference, and he’s Bai Lian’s senior?

The two followed Dean Huang into the complex.

Grandpa Ji and Dean Huang struck up a conversation. Since Dean Huang claimed to be Bai Lian’s senior and was easy-going, he appeared less formal.

They chatted about Bai Lian.

Until they turned a corner, a young man walking his dog saw Dean Huang and hurried to greet him excitedly, “Dean Huang, hello, I’m from the Institute of Nuclear Power, and you and Academician You are my idols…”

Dean Huang nodded at him amiably.

The dog walker eagerly looked behind Dean Huang, “Where’s ‘God Jian’?”

Bai Jian is the faith of the younger generation.

Dean Huang: “…”

What happened to me being your idol?

“The little junior sister is still busy.” But Dean Huang also understood these young people’s mindset, as an era they witnessed firsthand, becoming fans of Bai Lian wasn’t surprising at all.

After parting with the young man, Dean Huang took Grandpa Ji and Ji Yun to 103.

Then he leisurely returned to the adjacent building to tidy up his newly moved belongings.

The hall of 103.

Grandpa Ji escorted Dean Huang out and waited for him to walk away before returning to the hall: “Another Dean?”

What kind of dean exactly?

And the “Academician” previously mentioned in the conversation, that “little junior sister” in Dean Huang’s mouth must be Bai Lian, right?

How come Bai Lian doesn’t seem like an ordinary college student?

**
Four fifty.

Outside Shanhai Apartment.

Zhang Shize and Yan Lu had also arrived today. Yan Lu, wearing a black mask and fisherman’s hat, got out of the car in a black coat.

Her tall figure was accentuated by the black coat, making her look very stylish.

Sister Xin got out of the passenger seat, looked ahead at Zhang Shize with his hands in his pockets, then whispered to Yan Lu about her recent variety show ventures.

Yan Lu hadn’t taken any variety shows since ‘Perfect Day.’
“The investors asked me to ask you,” Sister Xin said, pausing, “if you could please bring your composing maestro on board?”

Ahuang, trailing behind, removed Yan Lu’s scarf. Hearing this, he quickly stared intently at Yan Lu.

Bringing him out would probably blow up the entertainment industry, right?

Of course, if Sister Xin knew what Ahuang was thinking, she would have told him, it’s not just the entertainment industry that would explode.