ATLAS TRANSLATES

“This is…” Xu En reached out, somewhat tremblingly taking the document Bailian handed over.

He seemed to have some idea of what it was.

Bailian didn’t say anything, just waited for him to take it. Without looking at Ji Mulan, she calmly turned to the side and walked out the door.

Xu En reacted and followed, “Let me send you to school.”

The place he lived was a bit far from Xiangcheng No. 1 High School.

“No need,” Bailian waved her hand lazily behind her, swift and decisive. “There’s a car waiting for me outside.”

She disappeared at the main entrance.

Xu En’s assistant walked over. He couldn’t help but look at the document in Xu En’s hand, “Manager Xu, what Miss Bai gave you is…”

Ji Mulan on the side also found it strange.

Xu En lowered his head and reached out to open the document. The file envelope was stamped with the seal of the main department in charge of demolition and relocation in Xiangcheng. On the seal was a line of red regular script characters—

“Yongfu Neighborhood Housing Demolition and Relocation Permit”!

“Permit? Wasn’t it taken away by Manager Lu?” The assistant was as if a thunderclap had exploded over his head in a daze.

Xu En stared at this line of text, then combined it with what Bailian said.

He was also very dazed for a moment.

In doing business, the key was information asymmetry.

The information Xu En got from the beginning was far higher than others. He just didn’t expect someone like Manager Lu to appear. This person from Heishui Street had obtained the demolition permit ahead of everyone else.

Xu En then began to consider cooperating with Manager Lu.

With what happened to the Ji family, he originally thought there wouldn’t even be a chance for cooperation.

He didn’t expect Bailian to bring the demolition permit to him today.

“How did she get this permit?” Ji Mulan also came back to her senses. She also knew what this permit meant for Xu En, but her mind was in a mess. “So can you plan the financing now?”

In Ji Mulan’s eyes, Bailian had always been a disobedient profligate second generation, doing everything except proper things.

But now wasn’t it said that only if Miss Xu asked that Mr. Chen would it be possible?

How did Bailian get it?

How did she get it?

Her mind was in a mess. For the first time, she felt that she might not understand Bailian.

“We can finance now. You go inform Manager Liu,” Xu En exhaled, the depression that had been pent up in his heart for many days dispersed. He instructed his assistant, “Also, prepare some tonics. We’ll go to the hospital right away.”

Going to the hospital was naturally to visit Shen Qing.

Ji Mulan was very surprised by Xu En’s attitude. Xu En being able to contact doctors and arrange wards for Shen Qing before was already beyond Ji Mulan’s expectations.

Now that he had obtained the demolition rights, Xu En would be a hundred times busier than before. Yet he wanted to go see Shen Qing right now?

The assistant immediately made arrangements. Raising his head, he saw Ji Mulan’s slightly puzzled expression and paused for a moment.

Ji Mulan didn’t understand the situation in Jiangjing and wasn’t familiar with the situation in Heishui Street.

Of course, it was indeed difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Before this, Ji Mulan and most people had never heard of Heishui Street.

But Xu En’s assistant knew that the headquarters of Zhuque Bank, Asia’s largest auction house, the fighting arena, and the bar with the most complete information were all on Heishui Street…

To be able to obtain the demolition permit from Manager Lu, who came from Heishui Street, both Xu En and his assistant realized one thing—Bailian was definitely not as simple as she appeared.

Xu En put away the document. When he was about to go upstairs, he paused.

“Mulan,” he looked at Ji Mulan, “I think you’ve always been very gentle and tolerant towards people, but your attitude towards Ah Lian is very problematic. She is your daughter. Perhaps she will understand you, but always leaving your bad temper to family will make people feel cold over time.”

**

Outside the Xu family’s door.

By the roadside, a silver-gray car was slowly parked.

Bailian opened the passenger side door.

Jiang Fuli had his left elbow resting on the half-lowered window. The morning sun shone on his somewhat cold face. Seeing her get in the car, he reached out and pressed the pause button on his Bluetooth headset, a bit surprised, “So fast?”

“Went in and left.” Bailian closed the car door, fastened her seat belt, then took out her phone and opened an app.

“The calligraphy association has started recruiting. You don’t need to go there in the evening,” Jiang Fuli started the car, remembering this matter. “I’ll drop by on the way later.”

Bailian was going to the hospital to see Shen Qing in the evening.

Hearing this, Bailian had no objection.

Her eyelashes lowered slightly as she slowly and methodically tapped on the app.

As soon as she opened the app, a bunch of messages flooded in.

She glanced at them. Most were in-site messages, and some were from people following her.

In-site message: [Hello, your answer has been included in the reference answers.]

In-site message: [Hello, your answer has been included in the reference answers.]

In-site message: [Hello, your answer has been included in the reference answers.]

…

Bailian would skip chemistry questions. She would do biology questions she knew and skip those she didn’t. Physics and math questions were done without exception. For those she didn’t know, she sent them to Teacher Jiang.

The answers she did were always easier to understand than Jiang Fuli’s, and her handwriting was also more standard than his.

Almost every physics and math answer was included by the system as the correct answer.

“Can this thing be blocked?” She looked at the site messages that kept popping up. Taking advantage of the red light, she showed the phone screen to Jiang Fuli. “It’s so annoying.”

She had blocked all messages from strangers.

Every time she seriously worked on questions, this site message would suddenly pop up.

She had been busy recently and hadn’t logged into the app, so the messages were even more lively.

Jiang Fuli took a moment to glance at it and instantly understood, “I’ll send you a plug-in later.”

Who wouldn’t be annoyed by site messages?

Young Master Jiang had specially written a blocking plug-in for it back then because of site messages.

Arriving at the school, Bailian got out of the car with her schoolbag and waved her hand behind her.

She was tall, and the bulky school uniform looked particularly slim on her.

“Ah,” not far away, Zhang Shize and the others from Class 15 happened to see Bailian. He was tall and had a bright smile. “Your aunt is okay now, right?”

“Yes.” Bailian turned her head to the side and glanced at him, slowly speaking.

“That’s good. Hehe, I just refreshed Sister Yan’s Weibo when I woke up early. She’s coming back to do promotions for Xiangcheng. Good things come in pairs…” Zhang Shize nodded. He reached out, wanting to pat Bailian’s shoulder like buddies.

Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine, a tooth-chilling sensation that made him subconsciously rub the goosebumps on his arm.

Zhang Shize hurriedly put his hand down. “Hiss… My mom wouldn’t stick needles in a doll for me, right? Even if she does, I still can’t score 60 points!”

Jiang Fuli leaned loosely against the back of the driver’s seat.

After this group of figures disappeared at the school gate, he unhurriedly pressed the Bluetooth headset. “Continue.”

On the other end, Chen Ju hesitated for a moment, “That Manager Lu, there’s still a surveillance camera in that private room. Now his family has come to find…”

Jiang Fuli: “…”

Miss Bai really didn’t know that there was still a thing called surveillance cameras in modern times.

He started the car and slowly drove it into the stream of people. Finding an open space, he stopped and said very calmly, “There aren’t any now.”

“What?” Chen Ju didn’t understand.

Jiang Fuli reached out and took out a laptop from the back seat.

His cold, white fingers pressed the power button. Jiang Fuli said mildly, “I said the surveillance cameras, they’re gone.”

Chen Ju immediately understood. “Oh… Okay.”

**

Xiangcheng Hospital.

Dusk.

When Bailian brought Jiang He to see Shen Qing, Lance had already come early to check the patient’s condition.

Shen Qing’s situation was good. She left the intensive care unit in the afternoon and was now in the high-ranking patient room.

Upon learning that Lance was the doctor who performed Shen Qing’s surgery, Ji Heng was very respectful towards Lance. He poured a glass of water for Lance, “Dr. Lance, have a glass of water.”

Today, Lance was wearing a floral shirt.

His sunglasses were clipped at the collar as he flipped through the ward rounds records written by the nurse for Shen Qing.

Hearing this, he looked up, “No, I don’t want water, I want ‘he qia’.”

“Ah?” Ji Heng froze for a moment. He thought Lance was speaking English, so he went to find Ji Shaojun.

Ji Shaojun had slept for a while in the morning and was in very good spirits. He was also very respectful towards Lance, “Dr. Lance, what did you say? ‘He’ what?”

“Qia, ka, qia,” Lance held the ward round records in one hand and gestured with the other, “He qia ah, qia! I want he qia!”

It was really a bit challenging for Ji Shaojun.

“Qia?” He looked at Lance hesitantly.

“Yes, it’s qia,” Lance said excitedly, making a drinking motion, “Water? No! I don’t want it.”

Ji Heng also used all his lifetime knowledge, but still couldn’t understand what Lance was saying. He just gave Ji Shaojun a suggestion, “Go search if ‘he qia’ is a kind of drink.”

“Okay.” Ji Shaojun took out his phone to search for Lance.

When Bailian arrived, Ji Shaojun was still at his wit’s end.

“Bai!” Lance stood up and waved his hands at Bailian.

Bailian greeted Lance, and seeing Ji Shaojun searching for something at his wit’s end, she raised an eyebrow and asked an extra question.

Ji Shaojun explained the matter of ‘he qia’ to Bailian with his phone, still frustrated as to why he couldn’t find it.

“…Uncle,” Bailian was silent for a good while before raising her head, somewhat speechless, “He means he wants to drink tea.”

Finally hearing the word he wanted to hear.

Lance hurriedly raised his head again and said excitedly, “Yeah! Yeah! It’s he qia! Qia!”

He had been learning Chinese quite well recently. Typing was fine, but when he spoke, he found every word very awkward.

Ji Shaojun, Ji Heng: “…?”

Both fell into silence.

Ji Shaojun quietly went to brew the tea that Chen Ju had brought for Dr. Lance, and received a thumbs up from Lance.

Shen Qing hadn’t woken up yet, but all her vital signs were very good.

Bailian sat beside Shen Qing and absentmindedly reached out to feel her pulse.

“Bai,” Lance stood beside her, holding a teacup. After what just happened, he felt his spoken Chinese wasn’t good, so he switched back to English, “This is the pulse-taking of Chinese medicine?”

“Mm,” Bailian withdrew her hand. Shen Qing’s pulse was steady. She slowly let out a breath and said leisurely to Ji Shaojun, “Auntie will wake up tomorrow morning.”

Ji Shaojun was eating on the side.

Hearing Bailian speak, he thought Bailian was just comforting him. “Okay, it’s fine, you don’t need to worry about me.”

Ji Heng had been here for a day and night. He went back with Bailian at night and would bring food for Ji Shaojun again the next morning.

Lance also followed Bailian downstairs, “Bai, zhen jiu, give me zhen jiu…”

“It’s acupuncture.” Bailian corrected.

**

The next day.

Morning.

As usual, Ji Mulan and Xu En came to the hospital to see Shen Qing.

“You two are busy, no need to come every day,” Ji Heng’s attitude towards Xu En had also improved a lot. He then said to Ji Shaojun, “Wash the fruits that Little Chen bought last night.”

So Ji Shaojun went to wash the fruits.

These two were grateful to Xu En, but not close.

Ji Mulan watched Ji Shaojun wash and bring over the fruits, and Ji Heng’s attitude towards Xu En, which wasn’t even as good as his attitude towards that “Little Chen” he mentioned.

“I still have to go sign a contract with Director Liu,” Xu En also knew, so he wouldn’t stay long to disturb this family. “Then I’ll come again tomorrow.”

After people left.

Only then did Ji Mulan look at Ji Heng, not knowing what tone to use, “Your treatment towards us isn’t even as good as that Little Chen.”

She couldn’t figure it out. When leaving Xiangcheng before, she didn’t know Ji Heng still had a fishing buddy of different ages.

Ji Heng frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, Ji Shaojun, who was sitting by the bed, suddenly pressed the emergency call button and said excitedly, “Nurse! Nurse, she opened her eyes!”

Because Shen Qing had woken up.

Doctors and nurses came pouring in again, and the entire ward was full of people.

Ji Heng stood to the side, ignoring Ji Mulan. He only looked at Shen Qing on the bed and suddenly remembered what Bailian said last night. She said Shen Qing would wake up this morning…

And she really did?

Coincidence?

For the first time, he felt that he couldn’t quite see through his granddaughter, all mysterious.

Ji Mulan didn’t want to squeeze in with so many people. Just then, her phone in her bag rang. She took out her phone while walking out. It was a number from Beicheng. “Hello.”

“Mulan, it’s me.” On the other end of the phone, it was a woman’s voice.

Ji Mulan stopped in the middle of the corridor, her voice turning indifferent, “Madam Song.”

The other side laughed, the voice very gentle, “You haven’t had any news these past two years…”

“Just say what you want to say,” Ji Mulan pressed the elevator button and sneered, “No need to beat around the bush with me.”

“Alright,” on the other end of the phone, Madam Song casually trimmed the branches of a potted plant and tossed the scissors aside. “Do you know about Bailian leaving the Bai family?”

The elevator doors opened, but Ji Mulan didn’t enter. Hearing this, the coldness in her eyes deepened.

Seeing that she wasn’t speaking, Madam Song understood. After thinking for a moment, “You also know, Song Ming and Bailian, these two kids never got along since they were little.”

Speaking of her own son, Madam Song’s voice softened quite a bit.

“These two have different interests. Song Ming has liked researching and studying since he was little. In the future, he will take the Jiangjing University exam and enter a laboratory. The one whose interests align with his is actually Shaoqi…” Madam Song paused here and didn’t mention Bai Shaoqi to Ji Mulan again. “So, Mr. Bai also agreed to dissolve their engagement.”

Ji Mulan was previously very satisfied with Song Ming’s background and talent.

Madam Song dissolving the engagement now, what she was thinking, how could Ji Mulan not be clear?

Wasn’t it just wanting to marry that illegitimate daughter?

“Anything else?” Ji Mulan asked.

“You know when they got engaged, there was a jade pendant,” Madam Song’s voice turned much colder here. “But Bailian never wants to return it and won’t answer our calls.”