ATLAS TRANSLATES

“Mr. Zhou!” The lackey beside Zhou Jian didn’t recognize Bailian or know the name “Chen Yongkun.” He glared coldly and was about to step forward.

But Zhou Jian held him back with one hand.

The lackey shot Bailian a vicious look and stepped back.

Hearing Chen Ju’s name from Bailian again, Zhou Jian realized his connections were dwindling. Today he was just using the Ren and Chen families’ influence to force Jin Kai to sell the martial arts school.

But Zhou Jian hadn’t expected Jin Kai to be intimidated by him.

Yet Bailian, a high school student still wet behind the ears, wasn’t intimidated at all.

The name “Chen Yongkun” put too much pressure on Zhou Jian.

The gentle expression slowly faded from Zhou Jian’s face. He carefully examined Bailian’s face, then slowly bent down to pick up the phone that had fallen on the ground.

Gripping the phone tightly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. Who was backing Bailian? His gaze finally swept over Bailian and Jin Kai’s faces. “Let’s go,” he said.

“But—” Jinfeng Martial Arts School had coveted this territory for a long time. Leaving like this was really hard to accept.

But Zhou Jian had already turned and walked out the courtyard gate.

The lackey glared at Bailian, spat viciously, then left.

Only one person remained.

The cheerful little angel Lu Xiaohan clung to Mrs. Jin’s arm, not daring to look at Chen Wei.

Chen Wei naturally didn’t look at her either. She just crossed her arms and said coldly to Bailian, “Bailian, what’s going on with Zhang Shize?”

She had of course grabbed and questioned many people at school, but everyone in Class 15 trembled like sieves when they saw her.

They didn’t get along.

As for Bailian, the teachers in Class 15 watched her like the apple of their eye, as if Chen Wei was a tumor they wouldn’t let near her. Other times, Bailian just studied and studied.

Bailian also bent down and casually picked up the contract. She lowered her head and blew on it lightly, saying offhandedly, “He got locked up for playing vigilante.”

She said it so casually.

Chen Wei was naturally unsatisfied with this answer. She took a step forward.

“Hey—Classmate Chen,” Lu Xiaohan tossed the camera to Mrs. Jin and stepped between the two of them, forcing herself to say to Chen Wei, “My sister Lian wouldn’t know about this kind of thing. How would the police let ordinary people like us know about their investigation? Why are you hassling her? Next year you can ask that hor—that idio—”

“…You can ask Zhang Shize himself.”

Bailian stood behind Lu Xiaohan, looking up at the night sky falling.

Many people in Class 15 knew about Zhang Shize’s case, but because it involved Yan Lu and other female artists, the case wasn’t made public, and Zhang Shize himself didn’t explain.

Although Yan Lu had already revealed everything to Zhang Shize’s friends, Class 15 tacitly chose to keep it secret.

As for people in other classes who might gossip… no problem, Bailian would violently suppress it.

Xiangcheng No. 1 High School was very peaceful.

Chen Wei was too dangerous a person. Lu Xiaohan and the others wouldn’t expose Yan Lu.

Knowing she wouldn’t get any answers, Chen Wei finally left.

After she was gone, Lu Xiaohan collapsed onto the stone bench, patting her chest. “That young lady is so scary.”

Jin Kai, standing beside her watching, his bronze face somewhat puzzled. Wait, don’t you think your classmate is scarier?

He was a skilled martial artist, yet she had deflected him so easily with just a light wave?

As he thought this, Jin Kai’s gaze unconsciously turned to Bailian.

Bailian raised an eyebrow and waved the contract in her hand at him. “No one else is going to bother us now. Let’s continue signing.”

Oh.

Jin Kai put aside his curiosity and sat back down. “What he said about the travel route…”

“Change the route?” Bailian held the pen, tapping it lightly at the signature line. Finally, she left two characters in a flowing scrawl. She looked up and said lazily, “He’d have to be alive to change it.”

Jin Kai: “…”

Lu Xiaohan took a quick look—

Those weren’t Bailian’s usual neat and tidy characters.

After signing, Bailian took out her phone and sent a few words to Chen Ju.

**

Xiangcheng Hospital.

7 PM.

A crowd of people were waiting downstairs.

Many passersby looked at this scene. “What’s going on? Why so many doctors?”

“Don’t know.”

“Is there some kind of chain car accident, a multi-injury consultation?”

“…”

There was a buzz of discussion.

Xu Wenyao stood behind Dr. Li and the hospital director. At 7:05, a black commercial vehicle stopped at the main entrance.

The CN antidote had finally arrived.

After confirming the license plate number, Dr. Li hurried forward.

The window of the driver’s seat lowered, and a cold, fierce-looking man handed a small silver box to Dr. Li.

There was a small “MTR” logo in the lower left corner on the front of the silver box.

Dr. Li carefully took the box.

The moment he took the box, the window “whooshed” closed, and the man in the driver’s seat stepped on the gas pedal and drove away with a “swish.”

As if what Dr. Li had received wasn’t MTR medication, but a bomb.

Dr. Li didn’t think much of it. The eyes of everyone present were focused on the antidote in his hand.

“Dr. Li, is this the medicine that can save my dad?” Xu Wenyao asked.

Dr. Li walked towards the hospital. “Yes.”

The hospital director followed behind Dr. Li. “Let me handle this case for you. I’ll call over a few experts from neurology…”

Because Li was the one who had communicated with Bailian from beginning to end, he was responsible for Xu En’s care, so naturally, he would oversee the medication as well.

Even though Xu Wenyao and Ji Mulan were the family members, they were now squeezed to the side by a group of doctors and interns.

Xu En’s hospital room.

Dr. Li eagerly stared at his thesis—

No, stared at his patient.

He recorded the physical symptoms, then took out the antidote. A third of the transparent medication was drawn into a syringe and injected into Xu En. Beside him, the hospital director took the medical record from the nurse’s hand and personally recorded the changes in vital signs.

Outside the hospital room.

Xu Wenyao, Ji Mulan, and Xu’s assistant, the three of them, were also anxiously waiting.

8 PM.

Xu En finally woke up, and the ventilator was removed.

He was conscious, but his body had weakened from being on IV fluids for so long. He looked up at Xu Wenyao, very surprised: “Why are you in Xiangcheng?”

Xu’s assistant briefly explained the situation to Xu En.

So many things had happened in the two days he was in a coma.

Xu En weakly raised his hand. “Wenyao, you go first to invite the Ji family on my behalf.”

Because of Bailian’s request, Xu En couldn’t appear in person right now.

“I know.” Xu Wenyao had already made arrangements.

“Also, keep an eye on your grandmother. She…” Xu En remembered the Yu family incident. He was worried about Ji Mulan and reminded Xu Wenyao, “Don’t let them contact each other at all costs.”

“The Yu family?” Xu Wenyao remembered this family.

“They’re easily targeted. Their personalities…” Xu En thought for a moment. “There will inevitably be people adding fuel to the fire, maliciously overpraising them.”

Previously, the Yu family’s old lady and Xu’s old lady were best friends. The Xu family’s conditions were much better than the Yu family’s, and they had always been helping the Yu family.

In the past two years, the Yu family suddenly soared, their status rising too quickly. They looked down on their old friends and relatives.

The Yu family’s old lady was praised too highly by others and easily forgot herself.

“Also,” Xu En remembered something, “Ah Lian… she doesn’t want to come to the Xu family. You need to handle this matter carefully.”

**

The next day.

After school in the afternoon.

“My grandfather said he’ll treat you all this weekend,” Bailian said, holding a milk tea. She casually pierced the straw into it, took a sip, then replied to Lu Xiaohan and the others.

Ji Heng was taking her to the Xu family banquet today.

Lu Xiaohan excitedly took a straw and tried to pierce her milk tea. “Okay then.”

After half a day, she still hadn’t pierced it. The pointed end had even gotten bent.

“This straw is just like a math test paper, always treating me like this,” Lu Xiaohan borrowed Bailian’s straw. “Let me use your straw.”

Bailian turned her head slightly, glancing at the straw and milk tea in Lu Xiaohan’s hand.

Then she put her phone in her pocket, reached out to take the straw from Lu Xiaohan’s hand, demonstrated it in front of her, then leisurely used her index finger to block the flat end—

She lightly pierced it into the milk tea cup.

Lu Xiaohan watched in astonishment as Bailian easily inserted the straw.

“Is… is that how you use a straw?” she asked, dumbfounded.

Sometimes, Bailian also wondered how Lu Xiaohan learned physics.

She sighed and patted Lu Xiaohan’s head, saying meaningfully: “It’s okay.”

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Meanwhile.

In a private room at Wanhe Tower.

Ji Mulan was telling Xu Wenyao about Bailian’s personality. “You need to be more tolerant of her. Her personality is different from yours and Xu Zhiyue’s. She’s a bit prickly, and her grades are also…”

She had witnessed when Bai Shaoke was the city’s top scholar.

The Bai family had brought Bai Shaoke home with gongs and drums. At that time, the whole North City newspapers were publishing this news.

Bai Qiming’s two illegitimate children were indeed outstanding, so outstanding that Ji Mulan doubted herself. After divorcing Bai Qiming, she met Xu En. Xu Wenyao was also a member of Jiangjiang University.

And Xu Zhiyue… second place in the affiliated high school.

A contender for the national exam’s top scholar.

These two were excellent and so humble.

Having seen so many outstanding people, Ji Mulan sometimes couldn’t help but wonder why Bailian couldn’t be like Bai Shaoke.

Xu Wenyao had been listening carefully to Ji Mulan. He didn’t know much about the Ji family’s affairs and had just learned about this group from the Ji family last night. After Xu En finished speaking, he had specifically asked Xu’s assistant.

But the three people saw three different personalities in Bailian.

Xu En: Very obedient.

Xu’s assistant: Loves studying but just can’t do well.

Ji Mulan: Spoiled, with many shady friends.

Especially Ji Mulan and Xu En’s evaluations were almost polar opposites.

However, Xu Wenyao had also received a file on Bailian and the Ji family members. The file was very bland, briefly summarizing Bailian’s age, residence, and not much else.

Simple and bland.

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the private room door. Xu’s assistant’s eyes lit up: “Miss Bai and the others are here!”

Xu Wenyao immediately stood up to open the door.