The Young Matriarch

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: If you won’t give it, I’ll insist on having it!

Bai Chuwei: “?”

Do you think I’m stupid?

Peach blossoms have bloomed this season, especially those in Nancheng should be in full bloom.

Bai Chuwei felt as if her intelligence was being ground against the floor by Duan Feihan.

With one hand propping up her chin and without glancing elsewhere, Bai Chuwei let out a cold snort through her nostrils, “Men, use and discard!”

Look at the time when she tricked him out of three hundred million; he didn’t even blink before swiping his card.

Now, all she wanted was a basket of peach blossom petals, which wouldn’t cost much, yet he still deceived her.

If you won’t give it to me, I’ll want it even more!

Each harboring their own thoughts, they waited as Cao Jinhai prepared lots of fried foods, which he specially packed in a wooden five-tiered carrier, each tier containing at least two kinds of fried delicacies.

Bai Chuwei took it with a look of disgust, “Alright, I’m heading home.”

Duan Feihan silently observed the look of distaste on her face, feeling puzzled. He couldn’t understand why Bai Chuwei, who clearly liked it very much, would put on a disgusted expression. What did that mean?

The Cao family personally saw Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan out the door, where the rain had already stopped.

They went their separate ways home. The young girl seemed a bit angry; after getting off the car she didn’t even turn her head back, leaving Duan Feihan with a view of her back as she entered the gate. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Dad, is this necessary? Bai Chuwei is just an adopted daughter and we still have to treat her to a meal?” Liu Man complained as soon as she entered the house.

Bai Guofu fumed with a glare, “What adopted daughter? She’s only listed under your names because I wanted to take care of you all. You all may think she looks young, but she’s older than me, even older than my dad!”

Bai Guofu didn’t know exactly how many years Bai Chuwei had lived, but he remembered his father mentioning that he had seen Bai Chuwei when he was a young boy.

That meant she had to be a venerable ancestor of at least one hundred and fifty years!

Bai Hongguang and his wife rolled their eyes in disbelief. The old man had said this countless times; they really should consider taking the old man in for a check-up to see if he’s suffering from senile dementia.

“Besides, it’s not about treating her to a meal. It’s your brother and his family who are very keen to meet the old ancestor. So we, as a family, are having a meal together for a formal introduction. Otherwise, Bai Ze and Bai Shang, the two boys from your elder brother’s family, haven’t even met the old ancestor yet!”

Bai Chuwei didn’t care much and went upstairs. Bai Ze and Bai Shang were the sons of Bai Guofu’s eldest son, the hope of the Bai Family.

A formal meal and introduction meant little to Bai Chuwei.

She carried the food carrier upstairs and had barely set it down when a white, fur-covered hamster scurried over and darted into the box, squeaking excitedly, ‘Old Ancestor is the best to me, shall we eat together?’

Bai Chuwei twisted her neck and lazily started walking outside, “No need, you eat.”

Bai Chuwei left the house and happened to encounter Aunt Chen, who was cleaning. She directly said, “Give me a basket.”

Upon seeing Bai Chuwei, Aunt Chen instinctively twisted her mouth, and her expression became even more bizarre hearing the request for a basket, “A basket? Miss Chuwei, where are you planning to go?”

Bai Chuwei’s lips curved slightly, “I’m going to Nancheng for a bit. I’ll be back for dinner.”

Aunt Chen swallowed hard, “You…are walking there?”

Bai Chuwei neither confirmed nor denied, leaving Aunt Chen looking at her as if she were insane.

Walking to Nancheng, and she still expects to return for dinner? It’s a two-hour drive from Haicheng to Nancheng!

Aunt Chen: “…Maybe read some more books.”

Bai Chuwei went to the utility room for a basket and then left the Bai family estate.

Half an hour later, Duan Feihan, who had changed into casual clothes, received a phone call.

The call was from the butler of the Nancheng estate. The butler’s voice shook with alarm, “Mr. Duan, it’s not good, it seems we’ve had a burglary at our Nancheng estate!”