The ancestral hall door was closed.

Butler Bai's heart slowly dropped as he raised his voice.

He looked at Bai Zian with complicated eyes.

Xiangcheng is the most remote northern city and the farthest border city from Jiangjing.

It's dirty, messy, and the most depraved place in the country. It doesn't even have a train station.

Bai Zian was looking thoughtfully at the Bai family tablet, which was only two hundred years old.

She asked with a complicated mood: "Is there still a business in white clothes now?"

One of the top ten famous songs of Bai Yi Xing, the school song of Jiangjing University, any elementary school student can know it. Butler Bai thought she was looking for a topic, so he said: "Miss, why do you have to make such a fuss? After this life,

Destiny is whatever it is. So you see, some people can turn around in adversity in life, and some people just waste everything they have even if they give her the best conditions..."

The eldest young master has been living in a poor environment since he was a child, but he passed the city's top exam and went to Jiangjing University. He also has a doctoral tutor, and with the support of the Jiangjing family, the Bai family's position in Beicheng has become more and more stable. Everyone knows that the eldest young master is Fei Chi.

The thing in.

Bai Qiming is waiting for Bai Shaoke and his brother and sister to honor their ancestors and be admitted to Jiangjing. They will be recorded in the official and city official records.

On the other hand, Bai Zian...

"What's not yours is not yours after all, and what the second young lady is doing today is her own fault." Butler Bai said for a while, then felt there was no need to waste time with her and turned around.

He must immediately send the apprenticeship invitation to the second young lady.

As soon as the housekeeper turned around, he heard Bai Qian say quietly: "Where are you taking my things?"

The housekeeper was stunned, "I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly——

Bai Xian stretched out her hand and pulled his collar, using her slender white fingertips to exert a little force.

There was an obvious feeling of being strangled and suffocated in her neck. The housekeeper involuntarily lowered his body, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he was forced to raise his head to look into her dark eyes!

He vaguely remembered that Bai Qian's mother was Ji Mulan, whose beauty had shocked the entire Beicheng.

Everyone seems to think that Bai Qian has not inherited the advantages of Bai Qiming and Ji Mulan, and neither does he.

At this time, he was a little unsure.

Bai Qian admired it for a while, then suddenly started laughing again. She tightened her grip on her hand and asked slowly, "Do you know what happened to the last person who offended me?"

Butler Bai's face quickly turned red due to suffocation and congestion.

She released her grip on his neck and calmly adjusted his collar. Her voice was low and soft: "Look, I'm just making a joke. What are you afraid of?"

The movements can be called gentle.

However, Butler Bai was feeling terrified in his heart, and the alarm bells in his head were screaming like crazy!!

He covered his neck with his hands and kept coughing.

Looking at Bai Zian again, his eyes were filled with fear.

Bai Qian pushed the person away again and suddenly stopped laughing.

Like boiling water suddenly freezing.

She calmly picked up the apprenticeship card in his hand with two fingers, blew away the non-existent dust on the name sticker indifferently, and said with unknown meaning: "Make arrangements, I will go to Xiangcheng."

**

Two days later, Xiangcheng.

The most remote border town in the country, poverty alleviation has not reached here in three years.

There is no developed transportation here, and even slightly taller buildings are rare.

Bai Zian stood at the foot of the tower, lifted the hat of his sweatshirt and looked up.

The city wall has experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, the stones have collapsed, and the shady areas are covered with moss. There are two rows of lazy banyan trees on both sides of the road, and the light and shadow are shining through the gaps.

She was carrying a black backpack with one hand, and five sticks of incense were placed under her feet. The smoke was curling into the clear sky.

The little boy squatting on the ground not far away and staring at the big waterwheel glanced at her twice. Seeing that Bai Qian didn't leave, he continued to stare at the waterwheel.

The ringtone of the mobile phone woke Bai Zian up.

"Asian, haven't you arrived yet?" It was the original owner's aunt in Xiangcheng, and her voice sounded cautious.

Bai Zian picked up his backpack and threw it behind him, "Be right back."

I could vaguely see a drop of water falling down, sinking into the dust and spreading.

She watched the five sticks of incense burn up, then pulled up the hood of her sweater and buckled it on her head, and walked towards the station.

There is a moat outside Xiangcheng, which is split and diverted into the city. There is a large wooden windmill on the water inside the city gate. The water flows through and the windmill rotates slowly.

The little boy noticed her leaving out of the corner of his eye, and finally moved away, following her to the bus stop.

Bai Qian stood in the shade of the tree, lowering her eyes to look at the child who was not even close to her waist. Her slender fingertips were pressed against her mobile phone, typing at random.

This child followed her from the train station to the bus and has been following her ever since.

He has dark and bright eyes, short hair, and is wearing a white shirt, a blue knitted vest, and black leather shoes. He is clean and tidy.

Sophisticated and beautiful.

There is a sense of dissonance with this dilapidated town everywhere.

"Why are you following me?"

The child lowered his head, repeatedly unbuttoned the cuffs, and then buttoned them up again. He stared at the buttons and said, "My brother gave me half a banana, half a banana, half..."

The bus stops here have no seats and are very simple. There are not many buses on the road, only twos and threes.

Bai Qian leaned against the stop sign and dozed lazily: "I don't understand."

"Oh, I'm waiting for my parents to pick me up and go to their world." He stared at the red ribbon on Bai Qian's left hand again. "My brother knows where I am, but he just doesn't bother to pay attention to me."

"Ah," Bai Qian tilted his head, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him for a while, then reached out and flicked his forehead, "Then your brother is pretty cool."

"Oh." The child turned his eyes to a black car that was slowly driving towards the opposite side.

Silently resisting her last words.

**

Across the road, a black business Maybach.

In the driver's seat, the short-haired driver rested one hand on the steering wheel and was extremely vigilant even on a harmless street.

It wasn't until he saw the children across the street that he breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear, "Everyone retreat, turn off the infrared rays, and don't aim at the general crowd."

There was only a young man in the back seat, with an unmarked notebook in front of him. His white shirt was carefully buttoned to the top, his eyes were very light, and his complexion was cold white.

He casually traced the computer screen with his fingertips and clicked on the file.

The document in the email showed complicated numerical formulas.

He glanced over, his thick eyelashes slightly lowered, and typed comments with one hand——

【Stop sending me rubbish】

Jiang Fuli pressed two keys casually, and a voice pop-up box appeared in the lower left corner of the computer. It was a man wearing a lab coat. He complained: "I want to tell you, Mr. Jiang, what happened to those researchers from Country R?"

"Say." Jiang Fuli cherished words like gold.

"Fuck," the man didn't know what funny thing he thought of, and he couldn't help laughing. "They jointly reported you to Mensa today. You know I can't reach the threshold of the alliance. I heard what the teacher said. Will this be harmful to you?"

influential?"

Mensa, the world's top IQ alliance.

The requirements for joining the alliance are very strict, and there are only one hundred members in the world.

Most countries don't have anyone who can pass the threshold.

Only three people in the country passed the assessment.

Jiang Fuli tapped the table with his fingertips casually and commented sharply: "Then I wish them success."

The man opposite gave a short laugh, "OK, I understand."

Jiang Fuli turned off the computer screen and turned his eyes lazily out the window, his light-colored phoenix eyes suppressing his natural coldness.

One-way glass allows you to see outside clearly.

The girl was wearing a white sweatshirt, with her bag hanging casually on her right shoulder.

Press your left hand on the child's forehead.

Because of her movements, her wrist and the red ribbon tied to it were vaguely exposed. The bright red color was about one centimeter wide and wrapped loosely around both wrists. The wrist was white, but the ribbon was red and dazzling, swaying gently with the wind.

She sensed something and glanced this way casually.

A startling glimpse.

Jiang Fuli's fingertips rested on the black flip cover of the computer.
To be continued...