The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 697 - : 275 Not So Simple Guests (Part 3)

Chapter 697: 275 Not So Simple Guests (Part 3)

Ji Heng knocked his pipe, shaking out the ash, and introduced casually, “This is your second grandfather.”

Bai Lian looked towards Mu Xiangguang and spoke with composure, “Second Grandpa.”

“Hmm…” Mu Xiangguang came back to his senses. He was usually a man of few words, but upon seeing Bai Lian, he couldn’t help but ask a few more questions, “Sit down. I heard from your grandfather that you’re in the Tongfeng class?”

In fact, Mu Xiangguang had already heard these pieces of information many times from the Mu Family butler and Mu Yining.

Having grown up in Xiangcheng without elite education and still achieving greater success than the Liang Family’s descendants, Mu Xiangguang felt that perhaps without his intervention, these young people could have gone even further.

“That’s right.” Bai Lian sat next to Ji Heng, calmly replying.

Despite being out of management for many years, Mu Xiangguang still had a keen eye; such a demeanor, even Mu Yining couldn’t match.

He took out a wooden box from the side and pushed it in front of Bai Lian, “Since you call me Second Grandpa, I don’t have much for a meeting gift. Let this be my present to you.”

Bai Lian looked at the ebony box but didn’t immediately reach for it; instead, she looked toward Ji Heng.

Ji Heng blew out a ring of smoke, “Take it.”

Okay.

Bai Lian accepted it.

**

Half-past eleven.

Mu Youjun, along with Dong Chuan and Ren Wanxuan, went to the clan ancestral hall.

The entire registration ceremony wasn’t long.

Firecrackers and fireworks exploded outside.

Mu Youjun, considering Dong Chuan’s face, stayed a little longer.

Once the ritual was complete, the guests started to take their seats.

The guests exchanged pleasantries with the three of them, and Mu Yining did not expect that Mu Youjun would still be there. She introduced Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing to her, “Sister, this is Shaojun, and this is his wife, Shen Qing. Shaojun and I will go outside to greet others. You can sit down and have some tea first.”

Mu Youjun’s gaze swept past Shen Qing, who was always intimidated by such imposing figures and gave Mu Youjun a somewhat ingratiating smile.

“Congratulations.” Mu Youjun didn’t look at Shen Qing, curtly saying the words and covering her nose with a handkerchief.

With Mu Yining and Ji Shaojun gone, only Xu En, Shen Qing, and Ji Mulan were left. Why would Mu Youjun demean herself by wasting time chatting with them?

She coolly withdrew her gaze and turned to speak to someone else, “Little Dong, Wanxuan.”

She addressed Ren Wanxuan quite intimately today, and Ren Wanxuan was pleasantly taken aback by the honor.

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But Ren Wanxuan also knew it was because of Dong Chuan’s influence. Today, no fewer than ten people had greeted her, all clan chiefs and estate managers.

For a while, Ren Wanxuan’s table was extraordinarily lively.

Dong Chuan and Mu Youjun were the popular figures of the day.

“Do you want to join your aunt for a while?” Dong Chuan asked, looking down at Ren Wanxuan.

Ren Wanxuan, seeing the situation clearly and catching a glimpse of Ji Heng and Ji Shaojun’s group from the corner of her eye, didn’t go over to greet them and just stayed at her own table.

She didn’t have a particularly good relationship with Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing, especially Shen Qing.

Having been in Jiangjing for so long, she had barely interacted with Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing, and Ji Shaojun never included her in various social gatherings. Ren Wanxuan wasn’t without her grievances over this.

“No need.” Ren Wanxuan looked down and sat at her table with Dong Chuan.

Dong Chuan didn’t pay much attention to Ji Shaojun’s group either. Shen Qing and Ji Mulan didn’t seem like they came from prominent families, and he noticed that Mu Youjun didn’t want to have much contact with that group either, so he didn’t purposely get close. “Mrs. Gao, I’ve heard that Dr. Gao…”

He conversed with Mu Youjun, bringing up Gao Jiachen.

For a moment, the distinction was as clear as day.

The Mu Clan leader exchanged glances with the other clan elders, knowing they inevitably had to neglect one family in favor of the other.

Although Ji Shaojun had inherited part of the estate, everyone accompanying the Mu Clan leader knew Ji Shaojun hailed from Xiangcheng, with a wife of humble origins and little backing.

On Ren Wanxuan’s side… setting aside Dong Chuan, just the presence of Mu Youjun was a rarity for them.

There was no real choice to be made, and without thinking, everyone knew whom to greet first.

In an instant, most people approached to curry favor.

The Mu Clan leader went over to congratulate Ren Wanxuan, with an excellent start, “Wanxuan, I’ve heard you have a good hand at Liang script, truly accomplished for your age.”

“Liang script?” Mu Youjun took a longer glance at Ren Wanxuan, “Find a chance, and I’ll take you to meet Old Master Chen.”

Old Master Chen?

Who is that?

Ren Wanxuan’s heart raced, and before the meal even started, she stood up with her tea cup to thank Mu Youjun, “Thank you so much.”

Their table was surrounded by layers of people on the inside and out, bustling with activity, which made Shen Qing’s side seem extremely quiet in contrast, with only two of Mu Yining’s business partners speaking to them, and not all seats were filled.

“That’s Dong Chuan, and also Dr. Gao’s mother,” a young member of the Mu Family whispered to Mu Zhao, “Aren’t you going over there?”

Mu Zhao shook his head, “I’m taking care of Mr. Xu and the others.”

He stood behind Mr. Xu and Shen Qing, asking if they needed anything.

“Alright, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,” the young member of the Mu Family shrugged, “Then I’ll be going over there. I wonder how good Ren Wanxuan’s writing really is. I’ll go add her on WeChat first; maybe I can even add Dong Chuan.”

**

Outside.

Mu Yining accompanied Ji Shaojun to receive guests, “Other than Old Master Chen, are there two other business partners who haven’t arrived?”

“From the Little Grape Foundation.” Ji Shaojun was at the entrance, speaking, when three people came in from outside.

He approached them, greeting Director Chen first, before introducing the remaining two, “Chairman Feng, President Liao, this is my sister.”

The private fund managed by Xu En was left to Ji Shaojun.

Unaware of the details, it was just a private fund for Mu Yining, who simply funded it as a form of participation, but she was shocked to see the two who arrived.

Chairman Feng, dean of Jiang University’s School of Finance and president of the Jiangjing Business Federation.

President Liao, president of the Jiangjing Business Association and a member of the Business Federation, also a graduate of Jiang University and Chairman Feng’s right-hand man.

Both were at the very pinnacle of the business community pyramid.

Mu Yining had thought that Director Chen’s attendance at today’s ceremony was already an icing on the cake, but the private fund that she hadn’t paid much attention to managed to attract these top-tier guests?

The Mu Family hadn’t been this lively in a long time.

Mu Yining was truly astonished. On her phone, the butler instructed her to wait outside a little longer as Bai Lian and Ji Heng were arriving soon.

It was a bit unexpected that the butler informed her so early in advance.

Regaining her composure, Mu Yining asked Ji Shaojun to usher the distinguished guests inside first and waited at the entrance, “Shaojun, you go ahead and attend to the three guests. The butler told me to wait here for my uncle.”

After the guests had gone in, Assistant Wang stood by Mu Yining’s side, surprised, “Dean Feng is here, too? What kind of private investment is Mr. Xu involved in?”

“Send me information about the investment later.” Intuition told Mu Yining that this investment was anything but ordinary.

As they were speaking, a group of people could be seen walking leisurely in the distance.