Chapter 278: Chapter 278 Fairy Bai, please, I beg you to help me
The woman was disheveled, her hair stuck to her face with tears, looking utterly exhausted and in a sorry state.
Yang Shuhui immediately stepped forward, pulling Zhang Ling back, “Xiaoling, calm down! Weiwei didn’t want this to happen either.”
Zhang Ling kept shaking her head, tears streaming down uncontrollably as she clung to Bai Chuwei’s sleeve, sobbing, “Miss Bai, Fairy Bai, I’m begging you, please help me, help my son. I’m about to break down.”
Zhang Ling had lost her husband in her early years, and though she was wealthy and could remarry if she wished, she chose not to for the sake of her son.
But who would have thought her son would die? She didn’t even find out until six months after his death!
Looking at those bones in the earth, Zhang Ling felt she was on the verge of collapse.
The man who killed her son turned out to be her young boyfriend, and if it hadn’t been for Bai Chuwei calling the police in advance last night, she might have lost her life too.
The bald principal was worried, how did Bai Chuwei get involved in this mess?
Bai Chuwei, as if entering her own home, sat down on the black leather sofa, lifted her chin, and said, “Xiaohuang, not bad, enjoying Bile Qingxiang Tea? What are you standing around for? Brew me a cup.”
Principal Huang: “??”
What kind of student is like Bai Chuwei? And Xiaohuang? Is she calling a dog?
Principal Huang muttered a complaint but, seeing as there was a parent on the verge of an emotional breakdown, he obediently went to make tea.
Zhang Ling was nearly out of her mind with grief and suddenly fell to her knees in front of Bai Chuwei, continuously kowtowing, “Miss Bai, I’m begging you, save my son. Please, whatever you ask, I’ll give it to you.”
Principal Huang almost spilled the tea leaves he was holding onto the floor!
Yang Shuhui went to pull Zhang Ling up, “Xiaoling, don’t make it difficult for Weiwei, the dead can’t be brought back to life.”
Bai Chuwei’s expression shifted subtly, she spoke softly, “Indeed, the dead cannot be resurrected.”
Zhang Ling collapsed to the ground, dejectedly asking, “Is there really no way then?”
The principal was preparing the tea, thinking to himself that it was pointless, the person had been dead for half a year.
“However, I can help you find your son as he is now.” Bai Chuwei said this with a composed demeanor, took the cup of tea, gently blew on it, and sipped.
Her son as he is now?
Zhang Ling was greatly shaken, “Wha- What do you mean?”
“Xiaohuang, come in.”
Principal Huang, upon hearing this address, subconsciously walked towards Bai Chuwei, only to see a small orange cat push the door open and strut in. The cat immediately curiously eyed Zhang Ling and couldn’t resist rubbing against her.
Principal Huang: “…” So she was calling the cat.
Bai Chuwei patted the orange cat on the head and pointed with her lips, “This one.”
Principal Huang took a closer look at the cat and then suddenly realized, “Isn’t this the kitten born to the school teacher’s cat half a year ago? It has a white heart-shaped pattern on its chest.”
Zhang Ling was startled and quickly picked up the cat to look closer, crying and laughing, “My… my son has a heart-shaped birthmark on his chest too!”
Bai Chuwei smiled, “Keep this cat, and I’ll endow it with spirit when the time comes.”
Just look at Xue Qiu, see how clever she has become now, almost no different from a human.
It’s just that she’s too lazy, living for twenty years and still just a fat hamster, unable to achieve Transformation, which left her utterly at a loss for words.
What “endowing with spirit” meant, Yang Shuhui and Zhang Ling didn’t understand, but it sounded like a good thing.
They had truly met a benefactor!
Bai Chuwei lazily stood up and took out a small bottle from her pocket, tossing it into Principal Huang’s hands. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Principal Huang looked puzzled, “What is this?”
Bai Chuwei replied, “Shampoo.”
Principal Huang was inwardly frustrated, the young lady was enjoying his quality tea and now making fun of his baldness?