The Young Matriarch

Chapter 69: Chapter 069: Scared Faint

The phone connected, and Bai Chuwei, without lifting her head, looked at the paper doll she had already cut out. With a pen in hand, she was drawing a face on the doll and asked languidly, “Hanhan, how do you have time to call me?”

The nickname “Hanhan” made Duan Feihan’s forehead vein twitch. Standing in the garden, his voice flowed like water, “Just now, Master Liu gave my father acupuncture, and he cried out quite miserably.”

Bai Chuwei chuckled pleasantly, “Oh? Is the Fourth Master preparing to come to me with a grievance?”

“Not to come with a grievance, but to invite you for a meal. Miss Bai, are you free tomorrow evening?” Duan Feihan could tell from Bai Chuwei’s suppressed, wicked laughter that his own father’s wretched cries from the acupuncture had something to do with her.

But as long as he could stay alive, it didn’t matter if the painful acupuncture helped Bai Chuwei vent her anger.

“I can.” It’s not like it’s going to cost her money.

Tomorrow, following Duan Xingye to Xu Xingchen’s house, she should be able to make time for dinner with Duan Feihan.

Duan Feihan: “See you tomorrow, then.”

After hanging up the phone, Bai Chuwei set down the pen in her hand and admired the expression on the little paper doll’s face with admiration, quite arrogant!

Once finished, she pressed lightly with her onion-like index finger, directly invoking magic.

“Go copy my homework for me,” Bai Chuwei ordered the three little paper dolls.

The white hamster Xue Qiu sat by, cracking sunflower seeds, supervising the workers.

Bai Chuwei was indeed busy; she had to attend classes at school as per the storyline during the day, and where would she find the time to do homework in the evening?

She took out a big stack of Spiritual Medicine from the storeroom, and Bai Chuwei went to the terrace outside on the third floor, intending to refine the stack of Spiritual Medicine into Elixirs.

For a while, a faintly bitter scent of herbal medicine wafted from her small bedroom to the outdoors.

A cold light flashed in Bai Chuwei’s eyes, and she murmured to herself, “Duan Xiuqi, if it weren’t for you, why would I be taking medicine every day? I really want to crush your dog head…”

“Thump thump thump—” Someone knocked at the door, and a whining sound could be faintly heard from outside.

Bai Chuwei, attending to the Spiritual Medicine that Duan Feihan had spent three billion to buy for her, said without looking up, “Go open the door.”

Xue Qiu decisively spat out the seed husks, jumped down from the desk, leaped to the doorknob, and forced it down with its chubby body, opening a crack in the door.

There were two people standing outside, one old, one young.

Bai Yinyin silently wept, fearfully clinging to her grandfather Bai Guofu’s arm.

She became mute! No matter how much she tried to talk, she couldn’t make a sound.

Bai Chuwei was truly a Fairy, a monster.

Bai Yinyin was going mad; was she going to be mute forever? She couldn’t even cry out, only relying on texting on her phone.

After Bai Yinyin had no other way, she could only seek help from her grandfather Bai Guofu.

The suggestion Bai Guofu gave her was… to apologize to the ancestor right away!

The ancestor had a very good temper and never held grudges against them, the younger generation. It must be something she did that angered the ancestor.

Bai Yinyin couldn’t speak, so she could only fret in her heart; her grandfather must have been cursed.

Trembling, Bai Yinyin was pulled to the third floor by Bai Guofu, knocking on the door to enter.

Bai Chuwei’s voice was ethereal and indifferent, “Come in.”

Bai Yinyin clung tightly to Bai Guofu’s arm, just stepping in when her gaze suddenly fell on the three little paper dolls on the desk diligently doing homework, their faces drawn with incredibly arrogant expressions as if they were mocking her.

Bai Chuwei was indeed a monster! She had seen ghosts!

“Ah—” Bai Yinyin screamed silently, her eyelids flipped up, and she fainted onto the floor, body going limp.