The Young Matriarch

On the second day, Bai Yinyin did not wait for Bai Chuwei. She took the car to school and went straight to the canteen.

Henghua Secondary School was considered a school for the wealthy and the canteen would be open for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Moreover, every dish was really sumptuous.

Bai Yinyin picked up a tray and started to eat her breakfast. Shortly after, several students carried their food trays and sat in front of her with a surprised expression.

“Yinyin? It’s really you? I thought you never ate breakfast in school?”

Bai Yinyin nibbed on the bun and revealed an unhappy expression. “I haven’t had any food since last night. There’s an adopted daughter in my house and my grandfather punished me because of her.”

Adopted daughter?

Bai Yinyin’s good friend, Deng Man, immediately associated the girl with the transfer student of yesterday and said, “Are you speaking of the Bai Chuwei from our class? Oh my, isn’t that girl too arrogant? An adopted daughter like her dares to bully you, the real daughter of the family??”

Bai Yinyin nodded like a little chick and appeared to be weak and pitiful. “My grandfather likes her. What can I possibly do? Sigh.”

Bai Chuwei became famous post her enrollment yesterday. She had seduced both Duan Xingye and Xu Xingchen, humiliated Teacher Li by proclaiming her to be sick. Moreover, she even bragged that she had written those famous classics.

For the female students, what they couldn’t stand the most was that Bai Chuwei and Duan Xingye seemed to be getting closer!

Even though she appeared pure and ethereal on the outside, alas, she was a b*tch who seduced men on the sly.

Deng Man and a few female students looked at one another and she said immediately, “Yinyin, rest assured. We will teach her a lesson on your behalf!”

Bai Yinyin repeatedly thanked them with reddened eyes, but the corner of her lips had unconsciously curled up.

*

Bai Chuwei’s journey to school was smooth without Bai Yinyin being around. After she entered her class, she saw Duan Xingye walking over like a happy golden retriever.

“Weiwei, you’re superb. My grandfather’s condition has improved a lot since yesterday. Also, you managed to identify Teacher Zhou’s illness. As expected of a miracle doctor!” Duan Xingye had a glib tongue and he was bootlicking Bai Chuwei thoroughly.

Duan Xingye looked at her and asked eagerly. “Weiwei, have you written the prescription? Let me accompany you to get the medicine?”

Bai Chuwei responded to him without lifting her eyes. “No need, your fourth uncle and I have made an appointment. He will come with me.”

Duan Xingye was instantly shocked and his expression gradually became complicated.

As expected, the father and son bond between his fourth uncle and his grandfather was very deep.

Just as they conversed, a gentle and warm voice cut in. “Student Bai Chuwei, this is your custom-made school uniform. I brought it here for you.”

Looking up, she saw Xu Xingchen carrying a paper bag with her uniform in it. He was smiling at her. His current expression was the one that was especially popular with girls.

Duan Xingye immediately slung his arm over Xu Xingchen and said with a smile, “Hey good brother of mine, you’re meticulous as always.”

Xu Xingchen smiled and suddenly saw Bai Chuwei’s flawlessly gorgeous face looking at him with a meaningful gaze.

Bai Chuwei then went to the girls toilet with her uniform. She found the whole situation extremely funny.

That silly Duan Xingye! Even until this point in time, he was oblivious to Xu Xingchen’s inner thoughts.

But even so, there was nothing wrong with calling Xu Xingchen his ‘good brother’.

Bai Chuwei entered an empty cubicle, closed the door and hung the bag on the hook. However, before she had the chance to change into her uniform, she suddenly heard footsteps from outside, and… the toilet door got locked!

Bai Chuwei furrowed her brows, stared at the door and asked in a cold voice. “What are you doing?”

Deng Manli crossed her arms and laughed together with a few other female students. “Did someone just talk? My ears must be playing tricks on me. Let’s go.”