Chapter 263: Chapter 263 Are You Allergic to Your Face?
Bai Chuwei carried her backpack leisurely as she walked outside and got into the car sent by Yang Shuhui to pick her up.
Tong Qingyan, who also left the school for home, watched with envious eyes. There was once a time when she too was a debutante, ferried everywhere in a private car…
Now, she could only squeeze onto the bus, or take a taxi.
A female student stuck her head out of her own car and purposely asked Tong Qingyan, “Campus goddess, do you want a ride?”
Since the Tong Family’s downfall, girls who were jealous of Tong Qingyan for being the campus goddess turned into demons and specters, all emerging to mock her.
Tong Qingyan’s face was a picture of discomfort as she quickened her steps towards the bus station.
It looked like her father was right; at the very least, the Tong Family needed to have a car for transportation…
Her grandfather lacked the ability to work, her father was a good-for-nothing, and her aunt had gone to the hospital today for a heart check-up; they didn’t have much money on hand.
Tong Qingyan suddenly thought of something—the Xianyu Video APP offered assistance for million-fan content creators who faced financial difficulties…
Her eyes lit up, seemingly finding a direction.
As soon as Bai Chuwei got into the car, her great aunt Yang Shuhui was especially warm and considerate as she took Bai Chuwei’s backpack, but she froze upon touching it.
How come… it’s so light? Are there any study materials inside?
Bai Chuwei took out her buzzing phone and, without considering herself an outsider, said to the driver, “Let’s go.” Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by N0veI.Fiɾe.net
The driver also felt Bai Chuwei was awesome, having never seen such a familiar little girl.
[Duan Feihan: Do you have time?]
[Your Ancestor: I’m going to the beauty salon, what’s up?]
[Duan Feihan: It’s nothing important. Why are you going to the beauty salon? Allergic reaction on your face?]
It was just that Zhou Ying had called again, hoping to ask if they were truly not auctioning off that piece of land in the east of the city.
Bai Chuwei looked at the chat record with Duan Feihan and clicked her tongue several times before replying with a voice message, “Hanhan, do you know what your nephew said when he heard I was going to the beauty salon? He said, ‘Goddess Weiwei is naturally beautiful and doesn’t need to go to a beauty salon.'”
Duan Feihan was silent.
It looked like the books he bought on learning to speak could be thrown away.
Bai Chuwei sighed with emotion, no wonder there were so many girls in school who liked Duan Xingye and Xu Xingchen; both of them knew how to speak well.
Of course, the former spoke genuinely and naturally, while the latter did it deliberately.
Bai Chuwei put away her phone, looked out the window, and said with a light lift of her eyebrows and a smile, “Great aunt, the beauty salon that your friend opened is in a great location, right in the city center.”
Yang Shuhui smiled and said, “My friend Zhang Ling lost her husband early, and now she’s a wealthy widow.”
The car stopped outside a European-styled beauty salon. Bai Chuwei and Yang Shuhui got out of the car and walked inside.
Bai Chuwei nonchalantly slung her backpack over one shoulder, looked around with a slight frown, and coughed lightly with her hand below her nose.
A beautiful middle-aged woman with curly hair came over, smiled and took hold of Yang Shuhui, saying, “Xiaohui, you finally came. This is… the girl you mentioned who gave you the Beauty Pill?”
Zhang Ling was forty-five this year and had maintained herself quite well.
She curiously sized up Bai Chuwei, and a flash of admiration appeared in her eyes, what a beautiful girl.
Zhang Ling took the two to the lounge. No sooner had they sat down than a handsome and tall man walked in with a tray bearing three glasses of juice.
“Lingling, are these your friends?” the young man asked with a smile.
Bai Chuwei frowned slightly, while Yang Shuhui had a sudden realization and coughed to say, “Weiwei, I forgot to tell you, this is the young boyfriend of your Aunt Zhang, Zhao Yu.”