Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Before Xu Nanjing could react, Ming Dongheng beside him put down what he was doing and started walking outside.

This is……

Jiang Fuli and the others are back?

Xu Nanjing sat upright, ignoring the frequent messages in Jiangjing's WeChat group, and stared outside the door intently, wanting to see which girl could win over the monster.

This sentence is not false.

He and Jiang Fuli had known each other since childhood because of their relationship with their mothers. Jiang Fuli had become cold and unkind for a time after something happened at home. Even though they had grown up together, Xu Nanjing also spent a long time on the relationship. Only then did he gain Jiang Fuli's trust.

A family like theirs is naturally suspicious.

Outside the door, two figures walked in one after another. The one walking in front was a girl, tall and thin, wearing a white slightly antique sweatshirt. Her hair was pure black, with two plain hairpins all tied up. Her complexion Fair, lazy and elegant.

She held a mobile phone in her hand and was lazily swiping at the screen with her head down.

Jiang Fuli slowly fell behind her because of the parking. He casually carried a black backpack in one hand and the car keys in the other.

After entering, he put the key on the bar by the door.

Xu Nanjing came to his senses, stood up, and said in a serious tone, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Fuli raised his eyes slightly. He had always had a cold temperament, with a hint of arrogance in his dignity. His pale phoenix eyes were even more cold.

Or maybe he has a brain that crushes everyone. The young ladies of the same generation in Jiang Jing's circle all see him like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Well," he was not surprised to see Xu Nanjing and casually introduced him to Bai Zian, "This is Xu Nanjing."

Bai Xian then raised her head and said hello: "Hello."

She has a face that can amaze everyone, and she looks like a natural beauty from any angle.

"Hello." Looking at her almond-shaped eyes, it was clear that she had a face that couldn't be quieter and more beautiful, but Xu Nanjing felt inexplicably like being locked by a giant beast.

"Jiang He is up there." Jiang Fuli wanted to take Bai Qian upstairs to find Jiang He.

Bai Zian raised his hand and took the backpack from his hand, "I'll go by myself."

She walked upstairs, looking lazy. Jiang Fuli stood at the top of the stairs and watched her go up.

Ming Dongheng had already made tea again and was about to send it upstairs.

Obviously she is very familiar with this place and is also very familiar with Jiang He and the others.

Xu Nanjing realized belatedly that what Mr. Jiang was holding was her schoolbag?

**

Jiang Fuli was sitting on the sofa, his sleeves rolled up, and the family doctor was carefully taking blood from him. The MTR laboratory was anxious, and the doctor's movements were crisp and clear.

Opposite him, Xu Nanjing didn't dare to raise his feet to the coffee table anymore. He leaned on the sofa and looked down at a group in the Jiangjing circle on his mobile phone.

Xu Feng: [It seems I haven’t seen Mr. Jiang this year]

Xu Nanjing: [You can see it when you go to Jiangyuan]

Xu Feng: [(horrified) Isn’t this waiting for you to take me there! 】

Xia Ximing: [ @Third Young Master Xu Nanjing, can’t you come to tonight’s round? They are all motorcycle beauties]

Xu Nanjing: [I can’t go, I’m in Xiangcheng]

This group is all friends that Xu Nanjing knows. Anyone you pick out at random is a famous second generation member of the top circles in Jiangjing. Their family background is profound, but none of these families can compare with the Jiang family.

A family that has been passed down for thousands of years spans the three realms and has produced so many celebrities. This influence cannot be matched by other families.

After sending the hair, Xu Nanjing turned his head and sent it to his mother - [(clasps hands together) I don’t dare to take pictures, not at all. I plan to stay in Xiangcheng for a while! 】

Immediately afterwards, he sent another message to the small group of four people: [[Panda surprised.jpg]]

After the doctor finished taking the blood, he held another empty tube and hesitated: "Master Jiang, do you want to draw another tube?"

Xu Nanjing came back to his senses and remembered that Butler Jiang had given him two tubes. He sat up straight and looked at Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli held the cotton swab on his slender fingertips and pressed it casually on his arm. After waiting for a moment, he threw the cotton swab casually and slowly put down his sleeves.

"Just give it to me." He stretched out his hand, took the blood vessel, stood up and walked upstairs.

After Jiang Fuli went upstairs, Xu Nanjing caught Ming Dongheng and tortured him about Bai Jian, "He was helping Miss Bai get her schoolbag just now. Am I right?"

Jiang Fuli didn't say much and only gave Xu Nanjing a name, "Bai Qian".

After seeing Bai Qian now, I felt even more curious.

Ming Dongheng was still a cool guy. He just nodded and gave Xu Nanjing a look that said, "You are really stupid." "What's so surprising about this?"

**

Jiang He's room.

His desk was too small, so when Jiang Fuli came in, Bai Qian casually sat on his carpet and flipped through the review in his hand.

Prepare to go to the laboratory later.

Jiang Fuli held the blood drawing tool and squatted next to her, watching her flip through the summary.

After reading this page of data, Bai Zian slowly turned over the page without raising his head, "What are you doing?"

"Do you mind drawing blood?" Jiang Fuli tilted his head slightly, with his eyelashes drooping downward, showing her the tool in his hand, and added, "Check the blood routine?"

Blood routine?

Bai Xian pressed the summary with her hand and looked at Jiang Fuli. Her eyes were extremely dark, as if they were an abyss covered with fog. Once she fell in, it would be difficult to escape.

"Okay, you come?" Bai Zian agreed after about two minutes.

Jiang Fuli nodded.

Bai Zian paused, then slowly rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, exposing his wrist and elbow. On his left wrist, the silver iridium glowed coldly.

Her skin is fair, her wrists are extremely thin, and the blood vessels on her wrists are clearly visible.

Jiang Fuli lowered his head and held the needle with his long fingertips. The blood vessel was right in front of his eyes. He had learned this from experience.

Three minutes later, there was a trace of frustration on his cold face, "I'll ask the doctor to come up."

He put down the needle.

**

The next day.

Monday.

Jiang Fuli had a regular group meeting. Grandma Ning Xiao was not in good health, so they didn't write the questions together. A group of teenagers went back to their respective homes.

Hearing Qi wailing, he put his arms around Tang Ming's shoulders: "Why do you have to take the exam again? Tang Ming, how did you study?"

Bai Zian and Ning Xiao had incredible memories, so he didn't want to ask.

"Just learn like this." Tang Ming said concisely and concisely.

Next to him, Lu Xiaohan tilted his head, "Tang Ming, you are very strange today."

Wen Qi looked at it for a long time and said in horror: "Did you have a stroke on your face?"

Tang Ming: "..."

Yang Lin walked on the far right side of Bai Qian. After leaving the school gate, she walked towards the milk tea shop.

At the intersection, there is a cool motorcycle parked.

Xu Nanjing is tall, has long legs, and has a sunny and handsome appearance. This background and the temperament of Zhilan Yushu, a child of an aristocratic family, are clearly different from the surrounding students.

He always had a smile on his face and held a helmet in his hand. When he saw Bai Qian, he raised his hand and said, "Hi."

The students coming and going all looked this way.

When Bai Zian saw the motorcycle, he stopped and walked towards him.

"I forgot to give this to you yesterday." Xu Nanjing reached out and handed the paper bag hanging on the front of the car to Bai Zian.

Bai Zian took it. They were all books without covers.

"High school comprehensive questions." Xu Nanjing stepped onto the motorcycle.

Bai Zian looked up. She had always been very well-behaved in school, "Thank you."

Xu Nanjing has never seen anyone like Bai Qian in all these years.

He was too well-behaved, seemed to have no personality traits, and seemed different from yesterday.

He couldn't tell. At this time, he didn't dare to say that he would take Bai Zian out to meet and play in the bar. He just put on his helmet and said, "It's okay. You write carefully. I'm leaving first, sister."

With a rumble, the locomotive roared away.

Not far away, a member of Class 8 who was walking with Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan poked Ren Wanxuan on the shoulder: "Who is the school beauty talking to?"

"I don't know." Ren Wanxuan has been having a hard time recently.

Ren Qian was still implicated by Secretary Zhou. During this year's voting meeting, Ren Qian's term expired. Many people in Class 8 knew about this, and their attitude towards her was not as respectful as before.

"When did Xiangcheng have such a wealthy racing gang?"

Ren Wanxuan didn't understand motorcycles, "What?"

"His motorcycle costs a million," Chen Zhu looked at the direction the car was leaving and narrowed his eyes slightly, "And... that license plate."

It doesn't look like it's from Xiangcheng.

**

Qingshui Street.

Xiaojie parked the car and frowned, "It's too inconvenient for them to live here."

The alley where Ji Heng lives is so narrow that cars can't drive in. You have to walk a distance every time to get in.

The housekeeper came out of the back seat.

The two of them walked towards Ji Heng's house. As soon as they entered Qingshui Street, they saw a girl in school uniform talking to two boys in shabby clothes at the entrance of the canteen not far away.

One has yellow hair and one has red hair.

Xiaojie glanced at it casually, and saw a girl wearing the uniform of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School with a sideways face and a bright hairpin on the back of her head, "This is..."

With such an obvious personal style, he quickly recognized it as Bai Zian.

Housekeeper Lou looked away and frowned slightly: "It's her."

The two of them were not interested in this, they came to see Ji Heng.

Ji Heng's yard.

When Bai Jian came back with the exercises that Xiao Wu brought back from Jiangjing, Ji Heng was talking to the housekeeper, and Xiaojie stood respectfully behind the housekeeper.

"Grandpa." Bai Qian came in, closed the door, and said hello to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng held the cigarette rod, which was rare without embroidery. When he saw Bai Qian coming back, his brows relaxed a little, "You didn't stay to do the questions today?"

As soon as Bai Zian came back, Housekeeper Lou stopped talking and lowered his head to drink tea.

"Everything has happened." Bai Zian said concisely.

She knew what Ji Heng should be discussing, so she didn't interrupt. She went back to the room, put down her schoolbag, and took out the topic that Xu Nanjing and Xu Wenyao had brought to her.

On the phone, Dean Jian sent a message——

[Do you have an idea for your new song? 】

Bai Zian found the subtraction score and tried it a little with the guzheng.

**

When Ji Heng saw Bai Zian coming back, he went to the kitchen to get her a plate of fruit to send over.

He always puts Bai Zian first in everything.

Housekeeper Lou was discussing important matters with him. Ji Heng's attitude made him purse his lips slightly. Xiaojie behind him noticed this and quickly took a step forward to take the plate from Ji Heng's hand, "I'll help you bring it in."

His hands were quick, and by the time Ji Heng reacted, Xiaojie was already knocking on Bai Xian's door with a plate in hand.

Three very polite sounds.

After getting permission, Xiaojie went in and knew that this should be Bai Zian's room. He didn't look much and just placed the plate next to Bai Zian's table.

"Thank you." Bai Qian's pen tip stopped on the first stroke of the word "four" and he raised his head slightly.

very polite.

"You're welcome, do you need anything else? I'll bring it in too." So that Ji Heng won't keep thinking about it.

Xiaojie said while glancing at the things on her desk.

There are many things on Bai Zian's desk, but they are arranged very neatly. There is a blue crystallized glass bottle, a silver pendulum ball, a guzheng next to it, and three lighters scattered in the corner.

On the left is a stack of white papers.

Xiaojie guessed that it might be a novel that middle school students like to read, so she tore off the cover.

Further down, Bai Zian held a pen in his hand and was writing something similar to the "Four Great Righteousnesses", which looked like numbers but didn't look like numbers.

She didn't know what she was doing, and Xiaojie didn't understand.

Bai Zian lowered his head and continued to finish writing the little "four", "No more."

"Okay." Xiaojie looked away, closed the door and went out.

Jing Jing thought that the "four or five" was quite neatly written, but Shen Qing had always said that her niece studied very hard, but he didn't see it at this time.

"I want to take your eldest son back to Jiangjing," Housekeeper Lou continued the topic, "The conditions here are not enough, and besides... we need him to change his surname back to Mu."

Ji Heng struck a match, lit the cigarette, and extinguished the match with a flick of his hand, "Where is your safety?"

That's all he cares about.

Housekeeper Lou tapped the stone table with his fingers and said with an old look, "Please don't worry about this."

Ji Heng said nothing more. He slowly blew out the smoke ring and remained silent for nearly ten minutes before speaking, "I understand."

Seeing that he finally relented, Housekeeper Lou also relaxed.

"Then tell him, we will set off back to Jiangjing in two days." He stood up and said goodbye to Ji Heng.

After the two of them went out, Xiaojie asked, "We are no longer observing. Are you sure you want to take this Ji Shaojun back?"

Housekeeper Lou narrowed his eyes, "You just met Bai Qian, what do you think of her?"