The Young Matriarch - Chapter 77
Chapter 77: Chapter 077: Because You Are Duan Feihan’s Nephew
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Bai Chuwei looked down her nose: “Adult matters are not for children to worry about.”
Duan Xingye: “…” Aren’t we both eighteen?!!
As Xu Xingchen stood to one side, listening to their conversation, his brow furrowed unconsciously.
Duan Xingye’s fourth uncle, who was technically also his fourth uncle, was notoriously cold and distant, never having had a girlfriend. How had he become involved with Bai Chuwei?
This made Xu Xingchen somewhat uncomfortable. Did this mean that even if he returned to the Duan Family, he would still have to interact with Bai Chuwei?
Xu Xingchen deeply disliked Bai Chuwei from the bottom of his heart. She was very pretty and possessed a temperament imbued with spiritual energy accumulated over years, a mystery he had never encountered in any girl before. However, such a woman was hard to control.
Feeling unsettled, Xu Xingchen could only murmur, “Take care on the road, I’m going home to study.”
After Xu Xingchen left, the Duan Family’s private car finally arrived.
Bai Chuwei watched as Duan Xingye climbed into the car in a daze, her long lashes drooping as she pondered deeply. Just now, she had heard Li Li making a call to a certain Master Sun, presumably to cancel the plan to secretly harm him.
Bai Chuwei narrowed her eyes slightly, noting the dark clouds over Duan Xingye’s head had not lessened but rather become denser. Clicking her tongue, she followed him into the car and told the driver:
“Drive, I’ll take him to tutoring class.”
Duan Xingye gestured for the driver to put up the soundproof partition and, with eyes reddened, asked in a low voice, “Weiwei, do you have x-ray vision or something?”
Duan Xingye thought about Teacher Zhou’s illness, Su Ruan’s dysmenorrhea, and he suspected Bai Chuwei had x-ray vision, which explained her excellent medical skills.
Could it be that she had noticed the similarity in their bloodlines with Xu Xingchen?
Bai Chuwei let out a light laugh: “Superpowers? Does cultivating immortality for five thousand years count as a superpower?”
Duan Xingye tugged at the corner of his mouth, finding Bai Chuwei’s joke somewhat humorless.
Because… by diverting the topic, she had tacitly admitted it.
Perhaps he needed to find time for a DNA test?
Bai Chuwei saw his face clouded with worry and, after a moment of contemplation, said, “I’ll take you to your tutoring class, and after my date with your fourth uncle, we’ll come to pick you up. Make sure you stay put at the tutoring place and don’t wander off.”
The kid looked like he was marked for tragedy, ah, some storylines are tough to reverse.
But if the old ancestor wanted to keep him alive, then Heavenly Dao had no choice but to obey!
Having said that, Bai Chuwei took out her phone and dialed Duan Feihan’s number, intending to let him know to meet her downstairs at the tutoring center to go out for a meal.
The call connected, but just kept beeping on the line, unanswered.
“Weiwei…”
Bai Chuwei raised her eyebrows slightly and looked up at Duan Xingye, who was wilting beside her, “What’s up?”
Duan Xingye’s eyes were rimmed with red as he gazed at Bai Chuwei and asked softly, “Weiwei… why are you so nice to me?”
They had only known each other for a few days, but she was very kind to him.
Touching her chin, Bai Chuwei thought for a moment. A large reason for her kindness towards Duan Xingye was because of his identity in the original story. If the cannon fodder didn’t die, it would be hard for the male lead, Xu Xingchen, to return to the Duan Family, and the old ancestor was simply looking to trip up Xu Xingchen.
Of course, she couldn’t tell Duan Xingye that reason, or else it would lead back to the events from five thousand years ago.
After a moment of thought, Bai Chuwei said with a smile: “It’s because you’re Duan Feihan’s nephew, right?”
“Is that so?”
The man’s voice, low and soft like water, seemed to be tinged with a hint of a mocking laugh. As the radio transmitted his words, it was like thunder bursting in the quiet backseat of the car.
Bai Chuwei was startled and looked down at the phone on her lap—
Unbeknownst to her, the call had already connected.
Oh no, had the person concerned heard what she just said?
