The Young Matriarch

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: I Want to Go Study

Di Zongping’s ingratiating smile froze on his face as he looked at Bai Chuwei in shock, his voice trembling, “Limited time use?”

He had presented the Spiritual Medicine as well, treasures from his family collection, probably almost a million in value, right?

And now it’s for limited time use?

Bai Chuwei propped her chin, lazily said, “Up to you whether you treat it or not.”

Di Zongping’s face turned a shade of green, clenching his teeth he asked, “What do you mean by limited time?”

Bai Chuwei felt the phrase might not be very elegant, so she said very subtly, “It’s like turning from Teddy into Monk.”

Di Zongping patted his chest, feeling somewhat comforted.

That was still better than becoming a eunuch, at least his family wouldn’t have to worry about ending the family line.

“Treat it!”

Bai Chuwei understood and curved her lips, leisurely taking out her acupuncture kit. In this novel, Di Zongping’s character was a lascivious scion who hadn’t done any other outrageously evil deeds.

Bai Chuwei was quick with the acupuncture, not even needing the patient to undress, swiftly inserting several needles in succession, the whole process taking no more than two minutes. After everything was done, she took her bun and left.

Qi Yue pushed up her black-framed glasses, her eyes filled with thick shock and admiration, murmuring, “Goddess, oh goddess…”

Qi Yue was a freshman, Di Zongping a senior, both not in the same floor, they went their separate ways.

Di Zongping went to the restroom to check for himself and was comforted to find that he was treated, only then did he relax and leave the men’s restroom.

The moment he stepped out, a tall and burly student came up laughing, grabbing his shoulder and winking at him, “Young Master Di, let’s skip class today. I found a freshman girl, she’s super hot!”

Di Zongping pushed him away, cursing, “No, I’ve got to focus on my studies.”

His friend was baffled, “???”

Studying? Has he gone mad?

Di Zongping cursed under his breath, what’s the use in looking, even catching her would be useless, better to focus on the studies!

When the homeroom teacher sent a photo of Di Zongping sitting properly in the classroom and doing his homework to his father.

The massive CEO of the company, in front of a bunch of bewildered employees, teared up with emotion. Who exactly was the deity that intervened, making his Teddy-like son actually study?

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By the time Bai Chuwei brought the bun back for Duan Xingye, she had just sat down when her WeChat was flooded with countless messages.

Without exception, they were all messages from schoolmates demanding Bai Chuwei to refund the 2000 yuan registration fee for her medical appointments.

Bai Chuwei curved her lips into a cold smile, Tong Qingyan was doing well.

Owing four billion, and now, without a peep, still daring to trouble her.

Last time even “accidentally” liked a Weibo post mocking her Chinese exam paper.

Duan Xingye munched on the bun, while scribbling on his test papers, asked unclearly, “Weiwei, for our family banquet the day after tomorrow, you’re a VIP. Are you going to come or not?”

Bai Chuwei ignored Duan Xingye and took out her phone to send a WeChat message.

[Your Ancestor: Banquet, I’ll be there.]

In the Swiss Entertainment CEO’s office, a man wearing a tailor-made Italian suit curled the corners of his lips and replied with a sentence, “I’m waiting for you.”

Bai Chuwei closed her phone, stood up, and walked to the window, resting her hands on the balcony railing, and spotted Tong Qingyan surrounded by people in the garden below.

Bai Chuwei beckoned with her hand, and a row of little birds flew over, courteously nuzzling her fingers.

She lazily smiled and said, “Go on, there will be a reward when you return.”

“Qingyan, thanks to you this time, I almost went to see Bai Chuwei for treatment.”

“Really shouldn’t be too curious, nearly got conned, what a pity Bai Chuwei looks so good, yet she still deceives people.”

The girls downstairs surrounded Tong Qingyan, talking all at once.

Tong Qingyan smiled gently, “It’s nothing, I just did what I should do, I… what’s that?”

She suddenly felt warmth on her face. Tong Qingyan reached up to touch, and her expression changed drastically.

Bird, bird poop??

It was wet and warm, with a distinctly unpleasant odor.

She looked up, and rows of birds were eyeing her menacingly…

Tong Qingyan shivered despite herself.