ATLAS TRANSLATES

Bailian looked at him. Her eyes landed his bare arms.

She couldn’t help but lift her head to look at the sky.

“Xiao Wang, hurry and put on your clothes,” Granny Wang misunderstood her meaning and scolded him, before gently reassuring Bailian, “Don’t be afraid. Xiao Wang just looks fierce with the tattoos. He’s very harmless. Don’t be afraid.”

Wang Youfeng looked at Bailian and silently put on the jacket hanging to the side.

Bailian also recognized that this was the person she had saved in the alley before.

She expressionlessly helped Granny Wang into the living room.

When she went in, she saw three memorial tablets placed in the living room.

In front of the middle memorial tablet was a dried sunflower.

She looked at the neatly arranged three memorial tablets, and paused for a good while before retracting her gaze.

“Classmate,” Wang Youfeng properly dressed and poured a cup of water for Bailian and Granny Wang, then laughed, “Have some water.”

After drinking the water, Bailian got ready to go home.

By now, the sky was already dark.

Granny Wang came out leaning on a cane and saw Wang Youfeng filling the yard with soil. “Xiao Wang, it’s not safe when it’s dark. Send Bailian home.”

Wang Youfeng looked at Granny Wang, hesitating to speak.

He glanced at Bailian. She had a schoolbag, and was calmly reviewing vocabulary on her phone, a wooden hairpin slanted in her hair. Her uniform was spotless. She lazily glanced at him.

And raised an eyebrow.

With an expression that said “try looking again”.

Wang Youfeng immediately retracted his gaze: “……”

Just looking like that, did she look like she needed him to send her?

He silently put down the shovel and saw Bailian to the door.

The two tacitly didn’t say anything in front of Granny Wang. Only after going out did Wang Youfeng mumble, “You also live here? How come I’ve never heard of you before?”

“Just moved here.” As Bailian spoke, she leisurely sliced off a word.

No wonder.

Wang Youfeng nodded. He had thought, when did Qingshui Street have such a fierce person.

“I don’t come to godmother’s often. Let’s exchange contacts. If godmother needs anything in the future, you can come directly to me.” Wang Youfeng took out his phone righteously.

Bailian glanced at him.

This time she didn’t refuse.

After sending Bailian to the Ji family’s gate, Wang Youfeng carefully memorized the door before slowly walking back.

At the alley entrance, a black car was waiting for him.

The man standing by the car lowered his head, full of guilt, “We didn’t find him.”

Wang Youfeng’s cold eyes lowered slightly. The night completely shrouded his whole face. He looked at the man in black and slowly said, “Can’t even handle a doctor. You really…have disappointed me too much.”

**

At the same time.

The exhausted Chen Gang came out of the detention center.

Chen Zhe waiting outside immediately went over and asked, “How was it?”

Chen Gang got in the car pressing his eyebrows and said, “Go to the Ren family.”

Ren family.

Ren Qian had been waiting for Chen Gang to come over.

“I guessed a little,” Chen Gang had figured out some of it. He sat on the sofa, “The deeper reason is that they deceived those above and below. The Li family just happened to run into the gun barrel and became an example.”

A new official sweeps clean.

Although Chen Ye didn’t need these three fires, he wouldn’t allow others to step on his head either.

Cleaning up Xiangcheng was bound to happen sooner or later.

Ren Qian held a teacup, also at a loss, “I asked Chen Ye through Wanxuan’s master, but he wouldn’t see me.”

The Li family was no longer important now.

Ren Qian tapped the table with his fingers, “I asked the principal. Chen Ye did go look for Bailian after her performance that day.”

“What?” Chen Gang was surprised. “Looks like she played the guzheng really well.”

Sitting to the side, Chen Zhe was also surprised to look at Ren Qian. He didn’t understand guzheng, only the mood. He had kept waiting for Ren Wanxuan after listening that day. He didn’t know Chen Ye had gone to look for Bailian in the end.

Ren Wanxuan had not finished speaking. When Chen Gang and the others changed the topic to Bailian, she lightly said, “My mother helped her find Master Yue, but even spending a lot, Master Yue didn’t accept her.”

“Master Yue?” Both Ren Qian and Chen Gang had heard of Master Yue. They were surprised to hear this.

The two both knew Master Yue. Ren Qian thoughtfully said, “Master Yue is talented. He once declared that he would take on a genius disciple.”

Not accepting Bailian was not unexpected.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her gaze. Feeling that she had laughed inappropriately, she lightly added, “She doesn’t even know guzheng at all, can’t tell the sects apart. She just happened to hear Chen Ye was there and took the opportunity to play <Bai Yi Xing>. Otherwise Master Yue wouldn’t have scolded her for showing off and nearly scared Master Yue to death.”

Sitting to the side, Chen Zhe looked at Ren Wanxuan and suddenly spoke, “Bailian didn’t take the opportunity. She didn’t originally plan to play guzheng.”

Ren Wanxuan’s smile froze. She raised her head and looked at Chen Zhe incredulously.

But Chen Zhe didn’t look at her. “Bailian’s original performance was sword dance. Chen Wei asked me to go back and get the sword, but Wanxuan didn’t inform me of this. The sword went missing by accident, so Bailian played guzheng instead.”

“You…” Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips.

She didn’t know why Chen Zhe, who had always stood by her side, had suddenly turned against her.

Chen Gang was surprised to hear of Chen Wei’s involvement in this. His expression also turned cold.

“Wanxuan!” Ren Qian scolded Ren Wanxuan loudly. He looked at her, “Tomorrow, come with me to apologize to Bailian.”

Ren Wanxuan opened her mouth.

Beside Ren Qian, the secretary secretly shook his head at Ren Wanxuan.

Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath and endured. Her nails almost dug into her palms. She lowered her head, “I understand, grandfather.”

**

Jiang Fuli only returned home close to one in the morning.

Jiang He’s mood had improved a lot.

Sitting on the carpet in the lobby playing with building blocks, the empty house only had the slight sound of blocks knocking together, very quiet.

Jiang Fuli’s eyes lowered as he slowly unbuttoned his coat, while tapping open the chemistry question Bailian had sent him to glance at it.

He glanced at the black windbreaker before walking past Jiang He and pausing.

Jiang He sat cross-legged by the blocks, head lowered fiddling with them. By his feet was a white piece of paper—

On it was a lazily lying down cat.

Jiang Fuli squatted down and pinched that piece of paper between his slender, fair fingers.

Jiang He, who had been building blocks, suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli stood up. Despite not resting much today, no fatigue could be seen. His aloof brows and eyes still only held innate nobility.

Before Jiang He, he slowly folded the paper.

Then put it in his pocket.

Jiang He stood up.

Jiang Fuli glanced at him in a pretty good mood, condescending, and said very gentlemanly, “It’s one. If you don’t sleep soon, you might not grow as tall as your Bai sister.”

At the side, having seen everything, Ming Dongheng: “……”

Jiang He stared as Jiang Fuli went upstairs.

Then lowered his head.

Pressing the recovered wristwatch, a profile of an ancient city tower popped up—

Illiterate: ?,?

Illiterate: ?,?

Illiterate: ?,?

……

The high school senior who had just showered and was about to sleep received a series of endless vibrations.

Without stopping.

Bailian put down the hair dryer.

She looked at the berserk Jiang He, tapped open someone else’s WeChat, directly sent a video call over, and took out a vocabulary book with one hand.

She never wasted any time.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Fuli who had just entered the study to pick up pen and paper saw the video invitation. He paused, adjusted the angle, then stretched out a finger to press the green button.

“Oh, where’s Jiang He? Give him the phone.” On the other end of the phone, the girl leaned against the window lowering her head to review words.

She only lazily said a sentence.

After a long silence without a response.

Bailian couldn’t help but raise her head.

She had just showered, lazily leaning against the window.

Wearing a long-sleeved, silky white nightgown, her half-wet ink black hair was not coiled up as usual, spilling over the back of her neck and the windowsill. Behind was the yard’s banyan tree. Moonlight shone from above, making her contours especially dazzling.

There was a faint flush at the tail of her eyes, extremely alluring.

With her hair down, it was a different sight. Jiang Fuli thought faintly, hairpins weren’t bad.

Send more.

“He’s downstairs,” Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze. He got up on long legs to go downstairs to find Jiang He. His tone was very light, “What’s wrong?”

Bailian continued reviewing a word, very casual, “Ask what’s wrong with him.”

“He should be disciplined.” Jiang Fuli had one hand in his pocket, footsteps slightly quickening.

Returning downstairs, he lowered his eyes and handed the phone to Jiang He who was poking the watch.

The shadows overhead covered him.

Like a chill overhead.

Jiang He didn’t even need to raise his head to know who it was.

He ignored the other party.

“Little bird Jiang,” on the phone, Bailian slowly said, “Try sending me another comma?”

Jiang He’s short little fingers froze midair.

He raised his head with round eyes meeting Bailian’s dark almond eyes.

Jiang Fuli indifferently glanced at him once. “Take it and go upstairs to sleep.”

Jiang He hugged the phone and went upstairs.

Jiang Fuli watched coldly as Jiang He brought the phone to his small bedroom, then went to wash up.

After he was all settled, it was past two.

He gently pushed open Jiang He’s door. Jiang He was already asleep with the phone face down on his chest. Only Jiang He’s long breaths could be heard.

Jiang Fuli covered him properly with the kicked off blanket, then reached to turn off the lights.

Only then did he softly take the phone and leave.

After closing the door.

Jiang Fuli put the phone back in his pocket and went to the study to handle some documents the Jiang family had sent over, before returning to his own room. The entire house was still spacious and quiet.

He casually picked up the remote control and closed the curtains. Suddenly, a lazy yawn came from the phone in his pocket—

“You can stay up later than me.”

He paused in surprise and lowered his head to light up the screen.

On the other end of the phone, Bailian lazily laughed, “I’m sleeping first.”

The video cut off.

Jiang Fuli belatedly realized.

So someone had been there the whole time.

**

The next day.

Bailian got up a little later than usual.

Ji Heng, not used to her not being woken for the first time, was slightly uneasy.

Bailian just sent Jiang He a period, then directly went to school without time to detour and see him in the morning.

Yang Lin still didn’t come to class today.

Bailian slowly took out her books and homework from her schoolbag and started pondering.

Outside the door, Ren Wanxuan suddenly appeared.

Someone from the elite class, moreover Ren Wanxuan.

Class 15 instantly quieted down.

Ren Wanxuan didn’t look at anyone. She only lightly looked at Bailian, “Bailian, the principal wants you to go to his office.”

After speaking, she directly left.

After she left, Zhang Shize looked at Bailian in astonishment, “It was actually Ren Wanxuan notifying you. Sis, since when did you get to know her?”

The rest of Class 15 was also curious.

Bailian just raised her eyebrows while tidying up her schoolbag.

Seeing Bailian, Lu Xiaohan suddenly recalled something from the school anniversary. She leaned back, “Lian, regarding the school anniversary incident, let’s leave it like this for now. We can’t afford to provoke Ren Wanxuan and Chen Wei, especially Ren Wanxuan. I heard…”

She looked around and lowered her voice, “Her grandfather is that Mr. Ren in our Xiangcheng.”

These were all spread around school, but the students rarely doubted it.

“Right,” Zhang Shize frowned, “Even Chen Wei doesn’t dare provoke her. Blame me for this matter. When you go to the principal’s office later, don’t bring it up. Don’t displease her because of this…”

“Alright.” Bailian slowly stood up. “I know my limits.”

She knew where the principal’s office was.

Principal’s office.

The principal was sitting at the conference table smiling.

Seeing Bailian come in, the principal stood up and introduced them one by one, “Bailian, this is Mr. Ren. This is his secretary. You also know this one, it’s Wanxuan.”

Ren Qian looked at the principal, very surprised.

He didn’t expect the school to not know of Bailian’s relationship with the Ren family.

Ren Qian smiled and said, “Bailian is my son-in-law’s niece. Principal, no need for introductions.”

Beside Ren Qian, Ren Wanxuan glanced at him and pursed her lips.

Hearing Bailian was a relative of the Ren family.

The principal was also very shocked, but it passed quickly. He also guessed why Ren Qian was looking for trouble, then left the office to them, “Chat.”

Bailian had her uniform open with a phone in hand. Her eyes were half-lowered. She leisurely watched the principal leave.

Then pulled back a chair and casually sat down opposite Ren Qian.

One hand on the table, the other putting her phone on the table. She slightly leaned back, “What is it?”

Beside Ren Qian, the secretary sized up Bailian’s manner and frowned.

“Wanxuan,” Ren Qian tilted his head and sternly said.

Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips. She lowered her head, seeming somewhat humiliated, “Sorry Bailian. I didn’t ask Chen Zhe to go back for the sword.”

Bailian’s nearly white fingers slid to remove a word.

Then reviewed another word.

Hearing Ren Wanxuan speak, Bailian only slightly raised her eyes.

Ren Qian met her seeming smiling eyes. Even though Bailian had a pair of extremely good-looking non-aggressive almond eyes, they seemed rather cold at the moment.

“Bailian,” Ren Qian looked at Bailian as the mediator, “I heard from your uncle that you’re learning guzheng. I have a guzheng master here in Xiangcheng who has some fame. Give him my name and you can learn under him. “

As he spoke, he slid a name card to Bailian and smiled as if casually, “Maybe in the future, he’ll have a chance to recommend you to go study in Jiangjing.”

For people of Xiangcheng, Jiangjing was absolutely an insurmountable mountain.

Even Ren Qian himself was in awe of Jiangjing.

Having the chance to study in Jiangjing was simply a fantasy for someone who grew up in the lower class of Xiangcheng since young.

“I hope you can forgive what Wanxuan did and shake hands to make peace from now on.” Ren Qian didn’t feel Bailian would refuse. He played the emotional card while mixing in temptation.

“Forgive?” Bailian’s fingertips pressed on the vocabulary book. She glanced at the name card and directly laughed, “Afraid that’s impossible.”

Ren Qian was stunned. He didn’t expect that even after bringing out Ji Shaojun, plus the Jiangjing opportunity, Bailian still refused.

Bailian picked up the tea poured for her on the table. She raised the cup towards Ren Qian, “I still have class. Bye.”

She calmly stood up, picked up her notebook, and prepared to leave.

“Miss Bai,” the secretary standing behind Ren Qian stepped forward at the right moment. “I know Mr. Ren is helping you find Teacher Yue, but you may not be aware that Teacher Yue doesn’t accept just anyone. He only takes in students who are diligent and talented. Trust me, this is the best teacher our old master has found for you. I think… you shouldn’t think about unrealistic things anymore.”

He was polite, but every word implied that Bai Lian’s aspirations were higher than the sky but her fate was fragile as paper.

Ran Wansuan coldly smiled at Bai Lian.

“Enough of your talk,” Ren Qian scolded the secretary in a stern voice. He effortlessly played both sides with the secretary, addressing Bai Lian with a sigh, “But he’s right. Teacher Yue only accepts genius students who can perform at a concert level. He can’t be swayed by money alone. As a businesswoman, your channels are limited. Trust me, this is the best teacher I could find for you.”

A pat on the back with a sweet date.

It was Ren Qian’s usual trick.

“The best teacher you could find?” Bai Lian paused, gripping her phone, slightly bending forward. With two fingers, she picked up the business card on the table.

Ren Qian, however, thought Bai Lian had agreed.

He was about to say, “From now on, we’re like family.”

“I don’t care about President Jian’s apprenticeship invitation,” Bai Lian examined the name on the card. “Let alone this Mr. Shi. Do you think I care?”

She flicked the card lightly, letting it gracefully fall to the ground.