Chapter 159 160 Ji Heng's Secret, a Villain's Trouble

Jiangjing, Xu En walked back to his desk and flipped through the data.

"The hotel gave me information," Xu En said in a deep voice, "I thought it was just a partner, and the hotel didn't give out the guest information. In the past two days, someone has been secretly visiting us, and

they may soon find out about you." Mrs. Xu and the Qi family will definitely go to the hotel to inquire about what happened at Xu En's wedding banquet.

Even Assistant Xu was hinted at by someone.

These are all under Xu En's control, but only this force makes Xu En unable to start.

Xu En also finds it strange. If he investigates Bai Xi, he might understand, but why would someone investigate Ji Heng?

And...

the Xu family has no idea at all.

"Okay, it shouldn't be an enemy." Bai Xi turned the pen and thought for a while.

After six months of getting along, Bai Di understands Ji Heng very well.

But...

if he is not an enemy, then who is he?

Jiang Fuli came late tonight. When he arrived, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming had gone back. It was enough to discuss the two of them with Bai Di for the time being.

A black business car with the back door open.

Ming Dongheng turned off the car, opened the window and did not get out.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Bai Di sitting by the window. The milk tea shop was closed, leaving only the dim light next to her. Jiang He sat next to Bai Di, not reading a book. He yawned and leaned on the table to look at her.

Jiang Fuli reached out to open the curtain and walked into the milk tea shop with the sound of clear wind chimes.

"Are they all gone?" Jiang Fuli sat opposite Bai Di.

"Yeah, you're a little late today."

Indeed, after Jiang Fuli finished leading the team members today, he checked the laboratory equipment to see if he could design a light storage chip, and was an hour late in looking at the data.

Jiang Fuli wanted to ask a few more questions, but his eyes saw the cut on her finger.

He reached out and gently pressed the back of her hand, his fingertips pressed her palm, and looked down at her index finger. There was a bloody cut on the fingertip, not long, but it was visibly deep.

The blood had not coagulated for a whole day and was flowing continuously.

Jiang Fuli looked up at her but didn't say anything.

This didn't hurt or itch for Bai Shi, she just looked down at Jiang Fuli's fingers. His fingers were slender, clean and shiny, and his thumb was a little thin and a little cool.

"Small cut," Bai Xi lazily supported her chin with her other hand, and looked at him with cold black eyes half-closed, "It will be healed in... a few days."

Jiang Fuli raised his head and looked at her gently, and seemed to be looking at her shoulder again. He lowered his eyelashes gently and said nothing more.

After returning to the car, he took out the medical kit, found a band-aid, and found medicine powder to sprinkle on her.

The lights in the back were on.

Bai Xi watched him lower his head and quietly apply medicine to himself. She wanted to tease that if such an injury needed medicine, people would laugh at it in the barracks, but seeing his serious look, she suddenly couldn't say it.

This person was seriously concerned about whether she was in pain or not.

The car arrived at Qingshui Street.

Jiang He was drowsy in his seat.

Jiang Fuli got out of the car and walked her into the alley. All the alleys of Qingshui Street were equipped with solar lights, so it was very bright even at night.

"I used to be afraid of the dark," Bai Di seldom mentioned the past, maybe because it was quiet tonight, "but I overcame it later."

"Very good." He kept looking down at her and praised her seriously.

When they reached the corner, Ji Heng's yard was in front.

Bai Di stopped, she took her schoolbag and stood there: "You go first."

Jiang Fuli stood at the intersection and did not leave, "Bai Di."

He suddenly spoke.

Bai Di waited for him to say the next words.

There were headlights behind him, and the dim light shone on him. His cold outline became brighter in the light and shadow. He looked deeply into her eyes: "Can I hug you?"

Bai Di stood there in a daze, and the wind blew gently.

About two minutes passed.

Jiang Fuli leaned forward slightly, holding her waist with his left hand. Her body temperature was a little higher than his, and he held her quietly, as if embracing his moonlight.

The fingers clasped behind her back tightened slightly, but he forbearingly did not use more force.

Bai Mi seemed to still hear the heartbeat in his chest, and the faint mint scent lingered.

**

The two separated.

Jiang Fuli went back with his phone.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, and he looked reserved and indifferent.

In the driver's seat, because Jiang He was in the car, Ming Dongheng's car was not turned off. When he saw the figure, he opened the back door and suddenly noticed something.

Wait...

just now Jiang Shaotong's hands and feet.

"Master, the housekeeper just called. I hope you can call back." Ming Dongheng said, subconsciously glancing at the rearview mirror.

Jiang Fuli raised his head, his pale eyes were as cold as ever. Ming Dongheng didn't dare to peek again. His hand trembled, and he quickly retracted his gaze and put his hand on the steering wheel.

He stepped on the accelerator.

In the back seat, Jiang Fuli turned off a light, leaving only one light for Jiang He to sleep, and reached out to loosen a button.

He reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the partition and dialed a number.

"Young Master," a slightly old voice came from the other end of the phone, very respectful, "You haven't been to the MTR for a long time, and the professor there asked about you."

"No." Jiang Fuli leaned back in a relaxed posture, a light fell diagonally on his right, most of his face was hidden in the shadow, and his voice was lazy.

"Your ecological signs..."

Jiang Fuli interrupted him, "I'm taking medicine."

"Taking medicine?" The other side was stunned.

"Yes." Jiang Fuli lowered the window a little, the wind blew in, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Someone prescribed medicine for me."

Indifferent, but with a hint of pride.

"..." Butler Jiang was silent for a long time before he said, "I'll let the MTR blood sampler go to Xiangcheng."

Jiang Fuli responded casually.

"Young Master," Butler Jiang reminded again, "the clan has already known that you have been in contact with a young lady, and... your uncle should also know about it." When

Jiang Fuli mentioned this, the slackness on his face disappeared immediately, and his expression was cold, "They don't have to worry about these." On

the other end of the phone.

The butler sighed softly.

**

Ji Heng is making graduation dresses for the students in Class 15, and he is still drawing the designs in the yard.

Dean Jian was wearing pajamas and looking at his design drawings next to him.

Ji Heng drew the design drawings for the girls first, and Lu Xiaohan collected the opinions of the class. The boys couldn't say anything, so Ji Heng gave it to himself, but the girls had many bold ideas.

"A-Ti," seeing Bai Ti coming back, Ji Heng looked up and hesitated a little: "Can you accept the color of crane-topped red for your class's graduation uniform?"

When Bai Ti first came here, Ji Heng made a bright-colored skirt for her, but she never wore it.

He combined the opinions of the girls in Class 15 and decided that a white top and a red skirt would be very suitable for this group of young and beautiful girls.

Ji Heng had never asked her why she didn't wear clothes of this color, but he would ask her at this time. If she didn't want to wear it, he would make her a separate one in the same style but a different color.

Bai Ti closed the door, heard the words, and looked at Ji Heng.

The graduation photos will also be in May.

She calculated the time.

"Okay." Bai Ti replied to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng was stunned. He originally thought that Bai Di would say no, but when he heard her say yes, he also smiled, "I thought you didn't like clothes of this color."

"No," Bai Di put her schoolbag back in the room and came out to get some water, "I like them all, just do it with peace of mind."

After thinking for a while.

She carried the water and squatted beside Ji Heng, "Uncle Xu said today that someone at Jiangjing Yunxiao Hotel is asking about you."

Ji Heng's hand holding the pencil paused for a moment. He pondered for a while and shook his head: "It's okay."

Bai Di observed Ji Heng's expression, and it was almost what she thought, those people didn't mean maliciously.

That's okay, everyone has secrets, she and Ji Heng both have.

Ji Heng never asked her, and she would never ask about his secrets.

Bai Di stood up to get water.

Dean Jian saw that Bai Shi had greeted him from the beginning to the end, and he couldn't help but get anxious, "Bai Shi, I see that you also like Guzheng, why don't you agree with my suggestion."

"How can you tell that I like Guzheng?" Bai Shi asked lazily.

"Well..." Dean Jian saw the Guzheng that Bai Shi had placed on the table through the door, and said, "You don't like it, why do you buy a 288w instrument?"

Guzheng is not as expensive as piano, 288w is already the level of collectibles.

Dean Jian knew that there was such an exhibition at that time, he was entangled for a long time and didn't prepare to go to the exhibition, fearing that he would be cruel and take the Guzheng home.

As the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, he didn't have that much savings, most of which were used to subsidize children to learn Guzheng, and some were donated to charity.

This 288w is also a huge sum of money for him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at Ji's house, he saw the zither he had always dreamed of on Bai Shi's desk.

"Ah?" Bai Shi slowly raised his head and looked at the cold zither on the table, "...288w?"

"You don't know..." Dean Jian sneezed suddenly in the middle of his speech.

Ji Heng put away his pen and looked up at Dean Jian, "Did you catch a cold? You should go back to your room and rest first, I want to go to bed too."

Bai Shi returned to the room, poured water into the wooden barrel, let her hair down casually, and then picked up her mobile phone.

She took a photo of the guzheng.

Bai: [[Picture]]

Bai: [288w? 】

Jiang Fuli selected "Student Bai: [Picture]" and replied: [You still took the best picture]

Teacher Jiang: [I'll take pictures for you next time]

Bai Shi: "..."

**

Dean Jian stayed in Xiangcheng for several days.

Because his erhu music became popular, many musicians came to Xiangcheng during this period, and they all went to the public stage in Xiangdong to perform. Among them, there were some Internet celebrities.

Many videos were very popular and became phenomenon-level videos.

The popularity of Dean Jian was gradually overshadowed by these people. He was finally able to step out of the Ji family and go to the east of the city to take a good look.

Xiangcheng Mansion.

Jian Zhonghai hadn't found Jian Zhongyou for a while. He seemed to have aged several years, and his eyes were very sad: "He still doesn't want to see me."

"Grandpa may not know you are here." Assistant Jian comforted Jian Zhonghai.

"It's been so long, he may have returned to Jiangjing." Jian Zhonghai put down his chopsticks and sighed.

This time he exposed his spy in Jian Zhongyou. It won't be so easy to get the news next time.

The Jian family is also preparing to return to North City.

Outside the door, Jian Zhe came in with two books. He knew that his grandfather and father were going back to North City soon, so he came to see them off.

Assistant Jian glanced at Jian Zhe, "Young Master Jian Zhe, is he really going to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Yes," Jian's father quickly pulled Jian Zhe over and said to Jian Zhonghai, "Dad, look at Jian Rong's teacher..."

Jian Zhonghai didn't care about Jian Zhe. He glanced at Jian Zhe casually, "I'll have someone send you a copy of Jian Rong's class content."

Jian Zhe lowered his eyes, but didn't refuse: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Jian's father looked at Jian Zhe with hatred, "We're leaving tomorrow night, you can come and see your grandpa off then. His IQ is not as high as others, but can't you please him?!"

Jian Zhe scratched his head and prepared to leave to go to the library to read, "No, I should be in the milk tea shop by then."

He has developed the habit of reading every day.

"What are you talking about!" Father Jian pinched his ear, "You must be there for me tomorrow."

**

At the same time.

Beicheng No. 1 Middle School, the principal's office.

"Shao Ke left in a hurry, and his tutor urged him to go to the laboratory," the gentle-looking woman gave Principal Li a New Year gift and said with a smile, "and asked me to come and see you."

"He went to the laboratory?" Principal Li raised his head suddenly.

He was very surprised.

Although Bai Shao Ke was the top student in Beicheng at that time, Principal Li knew that he still had a big gap compared to those people in Jiangjing Affiliated Middle School. Unexpectedly, he found a tutor only half a year after entering Jiangjing University?

This progress...

"Yes, but he just entered, and no one else knows, only Jian Rong knows. Jian Rong, you should know him, right? He and Shao Ke have been close friends for many years," Guo Yueqing was very polite. She lowered her head and picked up the teacup, "I heard that you and Shao Qi's class teacher have been to Xiangcheng?"

The incident at the Bai family was not a good one at the time.

Ji Mulan was no pushover, and Principal Li also knew the story of the three children of the Bai family.

Before going there, Principal Li did not know that the person was Bai Shi, who had a close relationship with Bai Shaoqi and Bai Shaoke.

"To investigate the school situation." Principal Li nodded.

Guo Yueqing took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, drooped her eyelashes, and seemed to be very nonchalant: "I remember that the teaching staff in Xiangcheng is not good, right?"

This is a fact, but the last time Bai Shi's grades came in, the North City Education Bureau transferred a lot of resources over.

"Look," Guo Yueqing said, standing up and bowing slightly to the principal, "You are so busy, I won't bother you."

After everyone left, Principal Li looked at the big gift on the table, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

"Are you sure?" The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was very surprised.

Principal Li took a deep breath. Guo Yueqing just wanted him to take sides. "Our school's top scorer last year got the resources from Jiangjing. You should issue a notice that Beicheng No. 1 Middle School will not share resources with other schools from today on."

This has a lot of impact on other schools, but it has no impact on Beicheng No. 1 Middle School at all.

Jiangjing allocates some teaching resources to the schools below it every year according to the annual college entrance examination scores. Beicheng No. 1 Middle School almost monopolizes all the resources.

"If this notice is issued, if other schools get the teaching resources first in the future, we can't..." The person on the phone was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry. Even if someone else gets the top scorer in Beicheng, our school as a whole will be better than Xiangcheng." Principal Li is extremely confident about this. Everyone in the international class is in the top 100.

**

The next day, Friday.

Xiangcheng Middle School distributes comprehensive and extension papers every Friday, but today, there was none.

"Teacher," Wenqi raised his hand and asked the chemistry teacher after the second chemistry class in the afternoon, "Is there no comprehensive test this week?"

The test questions for senior high school are very important.

The people who make the college entrance examination papers will come up with some new question types. The people who make the papers are in Jiangjing. It is not easy to get the daily papers in their hands. Some are the questions that Jiangjing and the elite teachers of the four major cities have carefully studied.

Every year, there are one or two questions that are almost exactly the same.

Tricky and novel, this is the reason why all schools let students keep doing these papers.

But today is very strange. It's the weekend, and not a single paper was distributed.

The chemistry teacher was very aloof. He looked at Wen Qi and asked, "You want to do the test paper?"

Wen Qi was surprised. "No... Teacher..."

"Come to the office with me," the chemistry teacher ignored his wailing and turned to walk out. "I'll tear two test papers for you."

Wen Qi: "..."

Why is he so talkative?

The atmosphere in the principal's office was depressed.

After school in the afternoon, Bai Ni, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming learned about the news in Beicheng. He smoked a lot of cigarettes in the principal's office alone.

The office was filled with smoke.

Seeing the three students coming, the principal opened the window to let out the smoke.

He looked at the three students, afraid that they would be disappointed, but embarrassed to say, "Starting from this week, we don't have extracurricular expansion papers, nor in the next two joint exams. You have to..."

These extracurricular expansion papers are too important for Xiangcheng Middle School. Their educational resources are backward, and the information gap itself is far behind.

"I see." Bai Fu nodded casually.

The principal was stunned.

Next to Bai Fu, Tang Ming touched his head, "Principal, do you have anything else?"

The principal originally thought that the three students might be sad when he mentioned this matter, and their reactions might be very intense...

but he never expected them to react like this.

"You guys," the principal put out his cigarette, sighed, and said slowly, "Without the extracurricular expansion papers, you won't have new question types, and you will be a certain distance away from other schools. We didn't give you the best..."

He tried to explain this to the three of them.

Bai Xi only heard "no new question types, a certain distance away from other schools", raised her head, "You guys... need new question types?"

She reached out to open her backpack, took out a thick exercise book, searched for it, and found a collection of wrong questions.

Hand it to the principal.