Chapter 72: Chapter 072: Bai Chuwei’s Unusual Obsession with Hugs
Isn’t this just clutching at straws?
The moment Bai Chuwei thought about the endless spiritual energy emanating from this man, the bitter medicine in her mouth suddenly didn’t seem so bitter.
She wanted to hug him tightly and take a few deep breaths of spiritual energy.
She had no idea what Duan Feihan was thinking, as he hadn’t responded to her.
Clutching her phone, Bai Chuwei muttered to herself, “When I established the eight great families, I should have included the Duan Family in the mix!”
With the old ancestor’s connection, wouldn’t she be able to hug Duan Feihan whenever she wanted?
Bai Chuwei deeply felt she had miscalculated. Her hand-held phone vibrated, and upon seeing the caller ID, her lips curled, and she answered:
“Old Ancestor, Tong Yunrou has traced the courier package to me.” The voice on the other end was gentle, accompanied by muffled coughing.
Bai Chuwei spoke lazily, “Let her trace it. All I want is for the Tong Family to pay me back four billion.”
She knew Qi Mo’s capabilities; unless she revealed herself, there was no way Tong Yunrou could get past Qi Mo and investigate her.
Qi Mo chuckled softly, “People who don’t know might think the old ancestor is really short of money.”
If it weren’t for the phone call he had previously received from Bai Chuwei, he could never have imagined that the old ancestor had descended from the mountain.
It had been many years since they last met, and for a moment, both remained silent.
After pondering for a while, Qi Mo suddenly said amidst coughing, “Old Ancestor, there may be someone from Imperial Capital University looking for you soon.”
Bai Chuwei’s Chinese exam paper had gone viral before he could step in to help, and the Duan Family’s Fourth Master had already taken action.
Unless something unexpected happened, Professor Zhao Guangming from the Imperial Capital University’s Calligraphy Department would make a special trip to Haicheng for the Spiritual White Script.
Bai Chuwei responded with a lack of interest and casually hung up after a brief acknowledgment.
Checking WeChat again, she saw that Duan Feihan had finally replied to her message a minute ago.
[Duan Feihan: Wait until tomorrow.]
This was Duan Feihan’s reply after a long silence, telling her to wait until tomorrow for a hug.
This young girl had an unusual persistence towards hugging.
At dinner that evening, the usually sharp-tongued Bai Yinyin sat quite far from her, and even the next day, the weekend, Bai Yinyin didn’t come to bother her.
Bai Chuwei checked the time and changed into a long white dress before heading to the meeting place she had arranged with Duan Xingye.
She got out of the Bai Family’s private car and saw from afar Duan Xingye leaning against a billboard with a small vocabulary book in hand, memorizing words.
He really was seizing every opportunity to prepare for the college entrance exams.
“Weiwei, you’re here?” Duan Xingye raised his head at the sound of her arrival, his smile beaming at her. Newest update provided by novｅlfire.net
Upon seeing the bag Bai Chuwei carried on her arm, the corners of Duan Xingye’s mouth twitched, “Weiwei, are you going to study?”
Bai Chuwei’s bag was empty, not even a pen inside, clearly not prepared for studying.
Bai Chuwei answered confidently, “I’m not going for studying.”
Duan Xingye felt helpless, ready to take Bai Chuwei in the car to go to Xu Xingchen’s place, when suddenly she stretched out her fair arm and grabbed the collar of his shirt, asking indifferently, “I told you there’s a Bloody Disaster looming, are you sure you still want to go?”
Bai Chuwei’s expression was very serious, her brows and eyes exuding a distinct chill.
A sudden, inexplicable sense of panic rose in the bottom of Duan Xingye’s heart. He looked down at the vocabulary book in his hand and bit his lip, “Let’s go, I’ve already made an appointment with Xingchen. Let’s head out.”
The Duan Family’s private car took the two towards Skyline Garden, an upscale villa community. The journey was smooth, and Bai Chuwei rested with her eyes closed, while Duan Xingye listened to English audio with headphones, a vocabulary book on his lap.