The Young Matriarch

Ritz Entertainment.

President’s office was located on the top floor of the office building that was tall enough to touch the clouds.

A handsome young man in a smoky grey suit was seated in an expensive rotating chair, made of the highest quality leather. One of his hands was on his chin and another was holding a black-colored mobile phone. His eyes were deep and extremely focused.

The assistant was secretly shocked upon witnessing that scene as he entered after knocking on the door. There were indeed times where the Heavens were unfair, such as when giving his boss an outstanding family background and impeccable appearance. He also considered himself to be fortunate enough to see such a boss everyday, whose handsomeness had overpowered all the male artists under the company.

“President Duan, here’s your coffee.”

Duan Feihan put down his phone. He got up and went towards the small-sized bedroom used for resting inside his office. He then opened the wardrobe where rows of expensive high-end suits were hanging. Every article of clothing there was of premium quality, and handwoven, valued at tens of thousands yuan.

However, he seemed to be unsatisfied at this moment. His brows were furrowed as he mumbled to himself. “Is this all?”

The assistant hastily came inside and panicked. “For the time being, these are the only clothes available inside the office for meeting important clients.”

Duan Feihan’s brows rose up slightly. “There are no appropriate clothes for meeting someone of the opposite sex?”

All of these seemed to be too formal and sombre in his eyes.

The assistant: ???

Wait a minute, did he hear that wrong?

M-Meet someone of the opposite sex?

Did the boss mean what he was thinking? Wasn’t the old man of the Duan Family critically ill? But his boss, the iron tree, was blooming during a time like this?

The assistant’s imagination ran wild for a moment before he noticed the sharp and chilly gaze and immediately bowed. “President Duan, please rest assured. I’ll head down to purchase a set of clothing at this very instant.”

Duan Feihan returned to his desk, picked up his phone and glimpsed at the WeChat conversation with Duan Xingye.

He had sent a message to Duan Xingye several minutes ago.

DuanFeiHan: [I’ll fetch you guys after school today.]

*

All the students were slightly restless after such a beautiful fairy appeared in Class 9. Furthermore, the teacher-in-charge, also seemed to be out of sorts. No one knew what he was thinking.

Bai Chuwei noticed that the male students were frequently dropping their erasers, rulers and textbooks as an excuse to turn around and glimpse at her. She frowned and snapped her slender fingers, reducing her sense of presence to the lowest.

Bai Chuwei had come up with a name for this self-invented skill, and called it ‘Ignore’.

As expected, her classmates started treating her as invisible and obediently looked in front at the blackboard.

Bai Chuwei held up her chin as she gazed out of the window, where rows of birds of all different colors had flown to where she was seated.

Duan Xingye, who was the only one paying attention to her, was extremely shocked by the scene. In particular, when he saw Bai Chuwei reaching out to stroke the head of those birds.

Duan Xingye: !!!

Weren’t all birds afraid of humans? So why were they wanting Bai Chuwei to stroke their heads? This was one weird scene!

Duan Xingye honestly felt that this miracle doctor was really mysterious and he secretly whispered to her. “Doctor Bai, stop playing. Zhou Feng is an extremely strict teacher.”

He was rather playful and as a result, had been punished by Zhou Feng enough times in the past to write reflection reports.

Bai Chuwei retracted her hands and smiled in response. “Zhou Feng? You better worry about your preparations for the college entrance examination, instead.”

Oh wait! Duan Xingye, this male cannon fodder would not manage to live until the college entrance examination.

Duan Xingye looked towards the podium, suspiciously. Zhou Feng, who always had sharp eyes, seemed to not have noticed that they were conversing. Had he gone blind?

Bai Chuwei said, “Even if you were to do push ups on the floor at this moment, he wouldn’t pay any attention to you.”

He did not know if Bai Chuwei meant it as a joke, but eventually, he did not choose to behave recklessly in Zhou Feng’s class. When the school bell finally rang, Zhou Feng swiftly left the classroom with the lesson materials in his hand, preparing to return to his office to write his lesson plans.