The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 814: Who gave the courage!_3 Chapter 814: Who gave the courage!_3 Ji Heng raised his hand and picked up the teacup. He knew that Jiang Fulai was referring to Bai Lian.

As a natural favorite among the people of Xiangcheng, Bai Lian was especially fond of Xiaowu and Xiaoqi, who were orphans, and thus received more of her care.

However, Ji Heng didn’t understand why Jiang Fulai suddenly mentioned Bai Lian.

“It was your granddaughter who hit Xiaoqi,” Jiang Fulai’s eyes drooped, his tone calm like a nobleman, “She did it on purpose. I will sue your granddaughter on behalf of Xiaoqi. I’m not sure what the sentence will be, but there will definitely be a punishment.”

Ji Heng stared blankly and still held Jiang Fulai’s teacup in his hand.

He didn’t drink from it.

Jiang Fulai was not surprised. He patted his sleeve and got up, “Of course, I hope you won’t mention this to her or Uncle Ji. If you truly wish to plead for your granddaughter, you can come to me.”

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Morning.

Bai Lian still went to the hospital to check on Xiaoqi, given that yesterday Jiang Fulai had spent the day with Xiaoqi because Bai Lian recognized him as her cousin. Today, he had to deal with the affairs of the Jiang Family and also find Chi Yundai.

For now, he would drive her to the hospital.

Sitting in the passenger seat, she lowered the window halfway, facing the cold wind, and spoke to Jiang Fulai, “He originally had the chance to attend Jiang University with me.”

Jiang Fulai drove the car to the hospital entrance and slowly stopped.

His cold fingers rested on the steering wheel as he spoke unhurriedly: “You really are Xiaowu and Mao Kun’s biological sister.”

Without Xiaoqi, it’s uncertain whether Xiaowu could have grown up in the orphanage.

As for Mao Kun, without Xiaoqi’s help, who knows where he would be begging for food.

Bai Lian: “…”

She hadn’t considered these things. Unbuckling her seatbelt, she got out and stood by the roadside, waving towards Jiang Fulai inside the car, “Makes sense, you go first. Next time, let Xiaoming drive.”

She watched Jiang Fulai’s car drive away before she entered the ward.

In the ward, Xiaowu was sleeping on the couch.

Only Shen Qing was there, carrying a large pot of soup.

She sat in front of the hospital bed, spoon in hand, and fed Xiaoqi, speaking softly, “Look at this child, drink more soup to nourish your legs and brain. What a plight.”

“Aunt, how did you come here?” Bai Lian was startled to see Shen Qing.

“Ah,” Shen Qing fed another spoonful, looking at Bai Lian, “Your grandfather mentioned it this morning, so I hurriedly stewed a bowl of soup and brought it here. It’s not right for only Xiaowu, a child, to be here with such a serious injury.”

In Shen Qing’s eyes, Bai Lian and the others were all still children.

“Sister.” Xiaoqi felt somewhat embarrassed as he saw Bai Lian.

Xiaowu, having dozed off for a while, immediately awoke when he saw Bai Lian approaching, “Sister, the doctor said they need you to come!”

Bai Lian nodded. She was about to find the doctor anyway, to ask about Xiaoqi’s leg.

Xiaowu followed behind Bai Lian.

The hospital was very concerned about Xiaoqi’s condition and treated Bai Lian with exceptional courtesy. They provided all the information she requested.

“This is the situation,” the doctor explained, “if he recovers well from here on, his daily life won’t be impacted, but he won’t be able to run long distances or engage in excessive physical activity.”

“Thank you, doctor.” Bai Lian took a photo of the information with her phone.

She then sent it to Lance, asking for his help in assessing it.

Bai Lian couldn’t understand the Western medical terms and would have to wait until Xiaoqi’s bones healed to be sure.

The director escorted her out.

Xiaowu was standing across from the office door, arms crossed and leaning deeply against the wall, his bright red hair extremely conspicuous.

When Bai Lian came out, he followed behind her, “Sister.”

Bai Lian walked towards the ward, “Speak.”

“Last night Wanxuan and her grandfather came…” Xiaowu explained the situation from last night to Bai Lian, “Xiaoqi didn’t sleep until three in the morning.”

Bai Lian suddenly stopped in the corridor of the inpatient department, still holding her phone in conversation with Lance. Her hand turned pale with tension, revealing blue veins. Raising her usually downturned eyelashes, her voice became menacing and cold, “She was released?”

Xiaowu was somewhat afraid to look at Bai Lian.

As the elevator at the end of the corridor opened, Mu Yining, having gotten Bai Lian’s address from Ji Shaojun, came with a bouquet of flowers and supplements. As she stepped out of the elevator, she rushed over to Bai Lian, “Alian.”

Bai Lian turned slightly, her cold, deep eyes staring at Mu Yining.

This was the first time Mu Yining faced such a strong aura from Bai Lian, and she was slightly taken aback, thinking how intimidating her niece seemed.

Bai Lian slightly turned aside, her gaze falling on the flowers Mu Yining was bringing for the patient, her voice light and airy, “Have you also come to plead for Wanxuan?”

Her voice was emotionless.

A warning bell went off in Mu Yining’s head, and indeed she had come to plead. But feeling that Bai Lian’s response was off, she quickly corrected herself, “No, I came to see your friend. It was my car that Wanxuan used, so indirectly, I’m sorry for your friend.”

Bai Lian’s phone rang.

She looked at Mu Yining for a long moment, then took the call.

It was Le Shaoming, “Miss Bai, I believe I heard that you know my nephew’s fiancée…”

He finished speaking, but Bai Lian didn’t respond for a long time.

The line was silent.

Le Shaoming grew uneasy, “Miss Bai?”

“Mr. Le,” Bai Lian walked to the window of the corridor, looking down at people below and said flatly, “In your department, suspects accused of intentional homicide are already free to leave the detention facility?”