The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 754 298 Shocking Zhixia What Has She Done in



Chapter 754: 298 Shocking Zhixia, What Has She Done in Xiangcheng? (First Update)_2 Chapter 754: 298 Shocking Zhixia, What Has She Done in Xiangcheng? (First Update)_2 In Jiangjing, apart from university classmates, there are no other social circles, and my position in the Wen Family is quite awkward.


Today is the gathering of the young ladies from Jiangjing’s elite circles. Both Miss Ming and Miss Xu have been very successful in starting their businesses and have attracted many investors. Without someone to lead the way, it’s hard for others in Jiangjing to integrate into this circle.


29 Talls Street…


Does Wen Zhixia know someone from Talls Street?


Thinking this, the driver headed to Talls Street, a road with hardly any private cars, with gardens to the rear. Number 29 is a bright and grand gate.


Simple and massive, it exudes an imposing aura.


The driver parked the car tremulously at the gate, not daring to get out and open the door, merely glancing back, “Miss, are you sure… this is the place?”


Wen Zhixia had been playing games up until now, finally taking in the destination.


She glanced outside, tapped to the main page, and opened WeChat to send a message to Bai Lian—


[Did you send the wrong address?]


How did the plum viewing bring us to someone else’s home?


Just after Wen Zhixia sent the message, when she arrived at the gate, a woman known as Lan’s mother approached, “Are you Miss Wen? I’m here to take you to Qufeng Court; just call me Lan’s mother.”


Lan’s mother, who took care of Gao Yan’s daily needs, stood with a straight back, conducting herself in a manner not found in common people.


The driver from the Wen Family hurriedly got out of the car.


Having received a reply, Wen Zhixia also got out of the backseat, following Lan’s mother with hesitation.


The old Xu Family estate occupies a vast area, with Qufeng Court located towards the south, at some distance from the main gate. Lan’s mother didn’t lead Wen Zhixia along the main path; instead, they skirted around via the gallery bridges.


They passed Yuancui Pavilion, quickly reaching Qufeng Court.


**


Qufeng Court.


Gao Shu had just arrived not long ago and was sitting in the front hall with Jiang Fulai and Xu Nanjing, warming up.


The indoor heating kept the room warm, and through the lattice windows, one could see the warm pavilion outside; Bai Lian and Gao Yan were sitting on the edge of a serpentine railing, beneath which flowed a stream with fish visible beneath the ice-free water.


When Lan’s mother brought Wen Zhixia over, Bai Lian had her arm lazily propped up on the railing, holding a box of fish feed.


She was the epitome of leisurely contentment.


Upon seeing Wen Zhixia, Bai Lian lazily raised her hand in greeting, introducing her to Gao Yan, “My friend, Wen Zhixia.”


Today, Wen Zhixia wore a satin gown with a white fox fur coat draped over it, showcasing a certain ladylike charm.


From the moment she stepped onto the Xu Family’s front steps, Wen Zhixia knew that today’s plum viewing was no ordinary affair.


Seeing Gao Yan affirmed this notion even more.


“Zhixia, you can call me Auntie Gao, and him, call him Uncle Xu,” Gao Yan knew Bai Lian had something to discuss with Wen Zhixia, so she left with Xu Jueling to return to the main hall for the moment.


Once Gao Yan left, Wen Zhixia slumped next to Bai Lian, grabbed a handful of fish feed from her box and threw it into the water, lowering her voice, “What is this place, exactly?”


Lan’s mother brought out two more dishes of snacks.


The frosty dessert featured four round traditional-style cakes decorated with white fondant plum blossoms; the other plate was mint green adorned with red plum blossoms, looking like pieces of art too beautiful to eat.


Lan’s mother stood under the eaves, and Wen Zhixia couldn’t mimic Bai Lian’s relaxed and casual demeanor, sitting very upright instead.


She felt there was an almost imperceptible cold gaze sweeping over her.


“The Xu Family,” Bai Lian put down the fish feed, took out a white handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her hands, stood up, and led the way to see the plum blossoms, “Come on, let’s go outside to see the plum blossoms.”


The two of them headed to the plum garden outside.


Next to Qufeng Court, the plum garden was in full bloom, with gnarled and twisted branches and blood-red petals, smooth and translucent. The snow piled upon the branches further highlighted the plum blossoms’ pure and exquisite beauty.


Even Wen Zhixia, who lacked the appreciation for plum elegance, was astounded by the beauty of the scene.


Bai Lian took her to a pavilion in the middle of the garden to inquire about the Yue Family.


It was less than ten minutes in the plum garden, which had no heating, when Ming Dongheng appeared silently, offering Bai Lian a cape he had brought from the car, “The young master asked me to bring this to you.”


Ming Dongheng’s voice startled Wen Zhixia.


Bai Lian reached out for the cape, and Ming Dongheng withdrew as silently as he had appeared, respectfully standing to the side outside the garden gate.


Wen Zhixia glanced sideways to find her friend casually draping the snow-white cape over her shoulders with a bent red plum branch weighted by snow above her head.


**


Today, the Xu Family had received word not to come near the plum garden, leaving Bai Lian and Wen Zhixia to chat all morning.


Wen Zhixia roughly learned about her fiancé, Le Yuzhang.


At eleven, Xu Nanjing came to call them to lunch.


More cold-averse than Ming Dongheng, he wore a padded coat, and though his presence was not as scholarly as Jiang Xijue’s, it was striking and boisterous. He introduced himself to Wen Zhixia quite politely, “Miss Wen, my name is Xu Nanjing.”



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