The Young Matriarch

Bai Chuwei adjusted her posture and leaned against the window with a small smile on her face. “It’s a usual occurrence.”

The young man seated in the front passenger seat happily stretched his arms before turning behind to stare at the noble-looking man.

With guilt lacing his voice, he said, “Fourth Uncle, I’m sorry for dragging you here without checking it out, properly. In the end, we did not manage to locate that miracle doctor and even delayed your meeting.”

With his eyes still half shut, Duan Feihan responded noncommittally in his deep voice. He didn’t seem too perturbed by it.

The sound of his voice was like a melodious note of a cello, inexplicably stirring and teasing.

Bai Chuwei could not help herself but sneak a few more glances at the guy. It was pleasing to look at a face blessed by God!

In addition, his body continuously radiated a weak spiritual aura which made her slightly greedy for it.

Duan Xingye who was seated in the front seat, scratched his head in vexation.

He was anxious and flustered at the same time. “Grandfather is critically ill right now, but all those famed doctors and experts from around the world, seem to be ineffective in improving his condition. That classmate of mine mentioned about this miracle doctor residing in the Yunwu Mountain and I rushed here without much consideration.”

Duan Xingye looked at the fast disappearing Yunwu Mountain from the rear view mirror and said in a discouraged tone, “Maybe the rumors about the miracle doctor are untrue. Making the dead come back to life, that would make the doctor an immortal, right? Ah, I reckon it must be an imaginary character, which my dear friend made up.”

All of a sudden, a pleasant sounding laughter could be heard from the back seat.

Duan Xingye raised his brows and looked at Bai Chuwen in surprise. “What are you laughing at?”

Bai Chuwen restrained her smile and said, “Please drop me at the South of Sea City, Shuangbai Road since you are passing by it.

There was a cluster of villas in the South of Sea City, Shuangbai Road, and one of those villas belonged to the Bai Family.

A wave of silence enveloped the car’s cabin.

Duan Xingye was taken aback. With wide eyes, he stared at the beautiful young lady who had taken a lift from them.

What the heck? This is the first time I’ve seen someone so shameless!

Driving her down the mountain wasn’t enough? Now, she is even asking us to send her home?

Even Duan Feihan who was mediating, opened his eyes and looked at her. His gaze was indifferent yet penetrating.

Bai Chuwen met Duan Feihan’s gaze that felt chilly like an iceberg.

She looked steadily at him and maintained a neutral tone. After a few seconds, she said, “Are you not aware of the location? I can give you directions.”

As a person in power of the century old and wealthy Duan Family, Duan Feihan possessed an innate and powerful aura. Even in the business industry, only a very few people dared to meet his eyes.

But this young woman seemed unfazed.

Bai Chuwen stroked her chin and asked in an intriguing manner. “Mister, has anyone told you that you look like a much-coveted piece of meat on legs?”

Duan Feihan’s serene eyes shrunk suddenly. In his blurry memory, there seemed to be a young lady who had also described him like this when he was a child.”

Duan Xingye was worried that his Fourth Uncle would chase the beautiful lady away and he hastily said, “Isn’t it just dropping you off? We’ll do just that..”

He gestured to the driver to drive on.

After driving for half an hour after coming down from Yunwu Mountain, Bai Chuwei saw the stark white townhouses through the window.

She instructed in a melodious voice. “You can stop here.”

Bai Chuwei unfolded her umbrella and got down. She then knocked on the front seat window and passed a bag full of vegetables to Duan Xingye with a smile. “Thank you for giving me a ride. Your grandfather has a stomach disease. Let him have some of the vegetables which I planted. Take it as my fare for this ride.”

After that, Bai Chuwen walked towards the townhouses under the protection of the umbrella. Her graceful figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

It was still raining heavily and the Rolls Royce was parked right in the middle of the road. The people in the car were in shock.

Duan Xingye and the driver looked at each other before the driver exclaimed. “How did she know that our old master has a stomach disease?”

Duan Xingye was at a loss as well. He had not mentioned that his grandfather was suffering from a stomach disease…

Could it be his Fourth Uncle?

He turned back and looked at Duan Feihan.

The elegant looking man’s brows were furrowed. But his focus was on an entirely different issue. “This car is mine.”

Then, why did she thank Duan Xingye for giving her a ride, instead of him?