Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Is Bai Chuwei Actually a Woman Nearly Sixty Years Old?
Possibly even the thought of strangling them crossed their minds!
Bai Chuwei leisurely discovered that a rather cute-looking shrike seemed to have set its sights on Tong Qingyan in the garden downstairs again.
Last time’s bird droppings probably gave Tong Qingyan a psychological shadow about birds, right?
Tong Yunrou sat on the ground, dazed, and it was only after a long while that she struggled to her feet, staring at Bai Chuwei’s graceful figure leaning by the windowsill, her voice trembling, “So… so you won’t order Qi Mo to stop?”
“I gave you a month’s chance,” Bai Chuwei said with a light laugh, “Or do you think I’m short of those four hundred million?”
How could she possibly be short of money?!
Forty years ago, she could casually give ten thousand yuan as seed money to a stranger – would such a person be lacking money?
Tong Yunrou felt as if her entire worldview was being overturned.
A month’s opportunity… wasted by them.
Tong Yunrou finally understood that they had thrown away their chance themselves, and Bai Chuwei would not back down. She clasped her hands tightly together, trying to keep herself calm, “So… so you’re twenty years older than me?”
She had known her mother even before she was born.
Wouldn’t that make her nearly sixty years old?
Tong Yunrou looked at Bai Chuwei’s exquisite profile, with 360° of no dead angles, perfect like God’s most careful masterpiece, and her emotions were complex for a moment.
She didn’t know whether she should feel proud or sad.
Proud that she was much younger than Bai Chu, who was with Duan Xiuqi – if that got out, people would laugh themselves to death, she would be accused of being an old cow eating young grass! Duan Xiuqi’s fans would attack her to death.
But… Seeing Bai Chuwei’s face, which showed no sign of aging beyond eighteen, and her ethereal and celestial temperament, Tong Yunrou suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Even though Bai Chu was twenty years her senior, in terms of looks, she still couldn’t compare to Bai Chu.
Bai Chuwei didn’t want to deal with Tong Yunrou and lazily pointed towards the door.
If she said she was five thousand four hundred twenty-one years old this year, would anyone believe her?
Even Duan Xingye, who had experienced bungee jumping with her firsthand, just thought she was an immortal cultivator.
Over five thousand years old?
No one would believe it.
Tong Yunrou clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and turned to walk outside.
Bai Chuwei is Bai Chu!
The woman Duan Xiuqi had waited for twenty years.
Tong Yunrou could hardly imagine what Duan Xiuqi would do if he found out there was no such thing as an aunt and niece, only Bai Chuwei. The source of thɪs content is NoveI-Fire.ɴet
After Tong Yunrou left, she smelled the faint bitter scent of medicinal herbs coming from the third-floor attic and a ruthless glint flashed quickly in her eyes.
Twenty years ago, Bai Chu was harmed by heart disease.
Then… it could be done again after twenty years.
Tong Yunrou held the stair railing, slowly walking downstairs, murmuring to herself, “Aren’t people supposed to be at the end of their ropes by the age of sixty-something?”
When Tong Qingyan saw Tong Yunrou come down looking lost and dispirited, she was startled, “Aunt, are you alright? Wasn’t the talk successful?”
Tong Yunrou had received too much information today, and she felt almost overwhelmed; she replied tiredly, “Let’s go home first.”
Trying to cover the four hundred million debt to get Qi Mo to stop the attack was already impossible. Bai Chuwei didn’t agree!
Tong Yunrou was almost supported out by Tong Qingyan, and just as the two women left the hall, they saw a whole family walking towards them.
The handsome young man with a small moustache among them made both of them seethe with anger.
Bai Shang didn’t expect to meet the Tong Family here; he could only reveal a smile that he thought was rather amiable.
Tong Qingyan said coldly, “The weasel is paying New Year’s respects to the chicken! You’re the thief who stole our project!”
If his own family isn’t capable, should he be blamed?