ATLAS TRANSLATES

Change her surname? What surname should she change to?

“Did Xu En teach you to say this?” The old Mrs. Xu laughed, then said firmly, “Come to Jiangching within three days and change your surname.”

Old Mrs. Xu hadn’t actually looked into Ji Mulan and Bai Lian’s background. She didn’t think it was necessary. But how much could a high school student really know? It must have been Xu En who had tipped her off beforehand. Xu En was really going to great lengths for this mother and daughter.

Old Mrs. Xu felt somewhat disgusted, but she still couldn’t let go of the Yu family’s influence.

“You think changing one surname isn’t enough?” Old Mrs. Xu said calmly. “I can let you join the Xu family household registry and give you Jiangching residency. Is that enough?”

“What?” Bai Lian finally understood what Old Mrs. Xu was saying. She raised an eyebrow. “Is your Xu family royalty?”

“What?”

Bai Lian saw Lansi enter the courtyard through the window. She stood up straight and started walking out while saying, “Seems like you’re not. Then where do you get the nerve to let me join your household registry?”

As she stepped out of the room, Bai Lian said unhurriedly, “Tell me, can your ancestors handle it?”

She hung up the phone and blocked the number.

What nonsense.

Yesterday, Bai Lian had changed her acupuncture time to this morning because she wanted to watch the fight.

Lansi came very early today. He brought buns and fried dough sticks for the two of them. With a sticky rice ball in his mouth, he said, “So good!”

Lansi’s Chinese was already quite good, but some pronunciations were still difficult for him.

“What’s wrong with you?” Seeing Ji Heng’s worried face, he expressed concern in not-so-standard Chinese.

Ji Heng, who had just finished reciting his lessons, looked at him silently.

He didn’t speak, just quietly ate a bun.

Bai Lian carefully inserted a silver needle into Lansi’s head and lowered her eyes. “Talk less.”

“OK, OK.” Lansi raised his left index finger and made a zipping motion across his mouth.

At Xiangcheng Prison, Jiang Fuli arrived very early.

He sat sideways on the chair, resting his arm on the table, his pale fingers tapping the surface idly.

After less than two minutes, Zhang Shize, wearing prisoner uniform number 1108, was brought to sit opposite him with his head lowered.

Jiang Fuli glanced at him and said flatly, “Look up.”

Zhang Shize slowly raised his head, revealing two black eyes and bruised lips.

“Is this why you don’t want them to visit you?” Jiang Fuli’s brow twitched. “You can’t keep making her worry about you all.”

Zhang Shize lowered his head again.

His handcuffed fingers fidgeted.

After finishing his prison work and returning, he still had to do homework. While writing at night, he was beaten by his bald cellmate who said his desk lamp was too bright and disturbing his sleep.

Jiang Fuli just looked at him. There was no smile on his face, and his tone was cold, “You… didn’t fight back?”

He swallowed the words “Don’t you have hands?”

“I heard he’s the boss in there, and fighting might extend my sentence…” Zhang Shize had two concerns.

“You need to hold the knife in your own hands, no matter who the other person is,” Jiang Fuli paused, again resisting the urge to scold him. “If someone hits you, you hit them back. If you end up killing them—”

Jiang Fuli leaned back and smirked coldly, “I’ll take care of it.”

Zhang Shize looked up, staring at Jiang Fuli with wide eyes.

He began to understand why Chi Lu was so worried about this person.

“Do you know what a rear naked choke is?” Jiang Fuli glanced at him again.

Zhang Shize shook his head in confusion.

Twenty minutes later.

Jiang Fuli stood calmly to the side, watching Zhang Shize spar with a prison guard.

“Ding—”

His phone rang.

It was from Bai Lian—

[How’s his learning going?]

Last night, Bai Lian had sent over the review points that Ning Xiao and Tang Ming had given Zhang Shize, asking Jiang Fuli to teach him today.

Jiang Fuli paused.

He hadn’t taught him as Bai Lian had imagined.

But it wasn’t a big deal. Worst case, when Bai Lian meets Zhang Shize next week, he could preemptively scold Zhang Shize for being too slow to learn in a week.

Young Master Jiang thought calmly and replied—

[Taught]

Bai Lian: [1]

Young Master Jiang put away his phone, his expression indifferent.

As for what he taught, who knows.

After Zhang Shize learned the choke hold, the prison guard followed Jiang Fuli out. “Do you want to move him to a different cell?”

Jiang Fuli shook his head, “Remember to give him the medicine I brought every day.”

He needs to toughen up, have a bit of killer instinct, so he won’t get bullied.

Bai Lian can’t keep looking after him forever.

Jiang Fuli thought irritably.

The guard escorted Jiang Fuli out, then went to check the medicine Jiang Fuli had left. It was a small round jar labeled “Imperial Strengthening Ointment” in five characters.

Of course, neither Zhang’s mother nor Bai Lian and the others could have imagined—

From today on, Zhang Shize would begin his journey to becoming a big brother in prison.

Bai Lian went to Jiang Fuli’s place to pick up Jiang He for the library.

Ming Dongheng and Director Chen were both there.

Jiang He hadn’t woken up yet, so Bai Lian went upstairs to wake him.

He opened his bleary eyes and went to the bathroom, found his small toothpaste and toothbrush on the small sink, and started brushing his teeth.

“Brush your teeth well,” Bai Lian stood to the side with her arms crossed, watching for a moment before reaching out to flick his forehead. “I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

Jiang He continued brushing mechanically.

About a minute later.

He finally took the toothbrush out of his mouth, touched his forehead with his left hand, and looked at the doorway in confusion.

Only now did he realize that Bai Lian had just flicked his forehead.

Downstairs.

Ming Dongheng and Director Chen were sitting on the sofa talking.

Chen Jingyu had come early to visit Jiang Fuli.

Naturally, he didn’t know Jiang Fuli’s whereabouts. Upon learning that Jiang Fuli wasn’t there, he was a bit disappointed.

“By the way, do you know?” Chen Jingyu looked at Ming Dongheng’s cold face and Director Chen’s official smile, and said, “Master Yu bought a signed photo of Mr. Bai.”

Director Chen was stunned.

Ming Dongheng’s eyes widened and he sat up straight. “Mr. Bai has signed photos? How do you know?”

“Others might not know, but Master Yu naturally knows,” Chen Jingyu glanced at Ming Dongheng and smiled. “You know Master Yu is from the Dongwu Club. One of Master Yu’s senior brothers from Dongwu is No. 5 at the Black Water Street fighting arena. He fought with Mr. Bai before, so they know each other.”

“What?” Ming Dongheng stared at Chen Jingyu.

Chen Jingyu was about to say something else.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white figure slowly descending the ancient wooden spiral staircase.

That girl? Why is she here?!

Chen Jingyu scrutinized Bai Lian carefully. She was wearing a white pleated skirt. As she moved, the yellow flower petals at the bottom of the skirt spread out, creating a new scene with each step.

Her footsteps seemed a bit heavy.

Unlike the lightness of someone trained in martial arts.

Very weak.

Just a pretty face.

Chen Jingyu frowned.

Seeing Bai Lian come downstairs, Ming Dongheng quickly poured her a cup of the tea he had prepared.

Director Chen also stood up to greet her, “Miss Bai.”

Bai Lian sat down on the empty sofa and nodded to Ming Dongheng, “Thank you.”

For Ming Dongheng, everything naturally revolved around Bai Lian. Between him and Director Chen, there was nothing that needed to be kept from Bai Lian.

After taking care of Bai Lian, he continued to ask Chen Jingyu, “Does Master Yu still have any of Mr. Bai’s signed photos? I can buy them.”

“About that,” Chen Jingyu withdrew his gaze from Bai Lian, “Let’s discuss this later. I’ll ask Master Yu what she thinks.”

Clearly, he didn’t want to talk about it in front of Bai Lian.

He just lowered his head and sent a message to Yu Hongyi.

The other side replied with something.

Chen Jingyu glanced at Bai Lian and whispered in Ming Dongheng’s ear, “Master Yu happens to be free now. I’ll take you to see her.”

Meanwhile.

Jiang He quickly changed his clothes and came downstairs with his small vegetable backpack.

After seeing him come down, Bai Lian took his backpack. Jiang He went to the table to get a bun and a bottle of milk before leaving with Bai Lian.

Ming Dongheng picked up his car keys and stood up.

Following them.

“Where are you going?” Behind him, Chen Jingyu was still sitting in his original spot, frowning as he watched Ming Dongheng leave.

His thick eyebrows showed confusion.

Ming Dongheng replied coldly: “Library.”

As he spoke, he went out the door.

“He’s taking Miss Bai to the library.” Director Chen put down his teacup slowly and calmly explained to Chen Jingyu.

Chen Jingyu was very surprised, “He’s taking her to the library?”

He took out his phone, about to call Ming Dongheng.

“What are you doing?” Director Chen stood up, surprised.

“He probably didn’t hear that Master Yu is free,” Chen Jingyu said, “I’ll tell him again.”

He didn’t think Ming Dongheng would still go to drive her if he had heard this.

He must not have heard.

Director Chen glanced at him, “I heard it clearly, how could he not have heard? We’ll find another time to take him to see Master Yu. He has to be Miss Bai’s driver today.”

After saying this, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

Today is Sunday.

He had made plans with Ji Heng and Lansi to go fishing together, and then cook fish head hotpot in Ji Heng’s courtyard for dinner.

In the car.

Bai Lian leaned lazily against the seat back, opening her reading comprehension book.

Jiang He sat inside next to her, slowly nibbling on his bun.

Director Chen smiled and stopped Ming Dongheng’s car. Under Ming Dongheng’s murderous gaze, he sat in the front passenger seat, “Mr. Ming, I happen to be going to the library area. There’s a fishing gear shop there. Uncle Ji said to pick out some fishing gear for Dr. Lansi.”

“Huh.” Ming Dongheng sneered.

The car drove onto the main road.

Director Chen then spoke seriously, “Mr. Ming, Chen Jingyu has Master Yu’s recommendation this year. With her and that Tongba, he will definitely get into the Dongwu Club. What’s your situation now?”

Once he gets in, it will be a big threat to Ming Dongheng.

Ming Dongheng is very likely to be reassigned away from Jiang Fuli.

The mood of the two clearly became downcast.

“It’s not enough yet, at least not until next year.” Ming Dongheng pursed his lips, his eyes unable to hide his worry.

In the back.

Bai Lian, who had heard about the Dongwu Club more than once, looked at Ming Dongheng’s apprehensive expression.

When in doubt, ask.

She spoke somewhat slowly and with confusion: “Wait, Xiao Ming… is this Dongwu very hard to get into?”

Little Ming: “The Years I Spent as Miss Bai’s Driver” A Good Person: “The Years I Spent as a Big Brother in Prison”