The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress - Chapter 213:

Chapter 213: 080 Lian Jie just wants to challenge the law, Beicheng’s top ten schools! _1

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“Scholar-god, look at Sister Lian…” Zhang Shize, sitting behind Bai Lian, felt it most acutely.

For a second, he seemed to sense a chilling sternness pouring out from Bai Lian.

But Zhang Shize, with little ink in his belly, couldn’t describe it and just gazed at Ning Xiao, finally squeezing out, “Has she changed a bit?”

Ning Xiao glanced at him but didn’t answer.

He stared at Bai Lian, who was seriously grinding through problems in front of him, and reflected painfully on why he had just wasted a minute, then quickly pulled out a math question bank and began to work on the problems.

The King of Slack, Zhang Shize, reflected for a second:

Forget it, the country has them; he could rest easy.

He continued to sneak out his phone and made arrangements to play games with Weng Qi and others.

Why did he have to sneak to take out his phone?

Because when Lu’s mom saw Bai Lian and Ning Xiao with their phones, she turned a blind eye, something Zhang Shize couldn’t believe, since those two would hold their phones for problem-solving, not playing games.

But if she saw phone in hand with Zhang Shize and the others at school, that’s it, a thousand-word self-criticism was a certainty.

Bai Lian’s phone lit up again, a message from Jiang Fulai.

He probably guessed she was studying biology—

[Biology: Memorize the textbook. Don’t look at the book when doing problems.]

[Broaden your horizons.]

He must be busy and took a moment to send two simple messages.

Classmate Bai: [1]

Bai Lian slowly replied with a number.

In fact, over the past month, she had roughly understood.

Biology probably had the highest return on effort among these few subjects; she had memorized the biology textbook by heart and just hadn’t done many practice problems.

Biology wasn’t as hard as physics, but some questions were tricky with words.

The knowledge tested wasn’t as broad as physics, it was detailed down to the wording, and could even extend from the footnotes to outside the textbook.

Young Master Jiang had only this phrase to offer: broaden your horizons.

Next to her, Yang Lin, with a sidelong glance at Bai Lian, pondered for about a minute before quietly telling Bai Lian, “You should organize a mind map for each chapter yourself, make frameworks, so you can remember every little piece of information. After doing problems, we ultimately have to go back to the textbook.”

“If you don’t understand, you can ask me.”

Yang Lin was first in biology across the whole school.

She almost represented the school in a provincial competition, but on the departure day, she didn’t show up.

Bai Lian held her pen and tilted her head to look at Yang Lin, who was bathed in sunlight.

Bai Lian narrowed her eyes slightly and gave a gentle smile to Yang Lin, “Okay, I will.”

Two hundred days remained until the college entrance examination; there was still time.

Because Shen Qing had already awakened and was recovering well.

Bai Lian made a phone call to Ji Shaojun today and did not visit the hospital.

In the evening, she went to the milk tea shop to find Jiang He and ordered a cup of milk tea for both him and herself.

Chi Yundai had already noticed Bai Lian and Jiang He from the kitchen and, after finishing today’s cakes, he took off his chef’s hat.

He then tossed the remaining cake to Yang Lin.

After that, he casually took the two cups of milk tea ordered by Bai Lian to find her.

“Miss Bai, Young Master Jiang He,” Chi Yundai seated himself next to Jiang He.

“Thank you,” Bai Lian said as she spread out biology exercises on the table, a pen still between her middle and index fingers. She looked at Chi Yundai and suddenly remembered something, “You are a litigator, right?”

Chi Yundai wiped off sweat with a paper, “Ah, yes.”

Litigator?

That was a new way he’d been addressed.

“If it were this case,” Bai Lian put down her pen and showed him a screenshot on her phone, “could you litigate?”

Chi Yundai set down the paper and glanced from afar.

Seeing a few key words, he frowned, “Domestic abuse? That’s hard to define.”

After a brief contemplation, he explained to Bai Lian the intricacies of the matter, how the law finds it difficult to pass judgment because it counts as a family dispute, and he hadn’t taken on such minor cases before.

But he was willing to make an effort for Miss Bai, “I’ll try my best…”

“I see,” Bai Lian snapped her phone shut with a click and slowly started to speak to Chi Yundai, “Then you don’t have to worry about this.”

Chi Yundai could even see Bai Lian narrowing her eyes slightly, nonchalant yet somewhat presumptuous.

Without needing to speak, Chi Yundai roughly got what Bai Lian meant, “But…”

“Who came up with the term ‘domestic abuse’?” Bai Lian frowned.

As if she would take up arms against them if she knew who it was.

Chi Yundai:

No, that’s not…

He started to sweat.

Why did Young Master Jiang and people around him, one by one, all enjoy challenging the law so much?

Jiang Fulai was busy today, Bai Lian took Jiang He home. Before leaving, she handed over the packaged milk tea to Ming Dongheng.