The Young Matriarch

Bai Chuwei restrained her smile and bunched up her hair in preparation to take a bath. In a casual voice, she asked the little hamster. “Have you sent the letter to the Tong Family?”

Snowball nodded while chewing on a biscuit. “I’ve sent it and followed up with a reminder letter every single day since then.”

Bai Chuwei possessed a large amount of assets and four hundred million yuan was nothing but peanuts to her. It did not matter if she managed to recover it or not.

However, she wanted the Tong Family to kneel and offer that four hundred million yuan to her. It would depend on her mood whether or not she would take it.

Bai Chuwei had a lazy expression on her face as she said, “A daily letter to remind them is good.”

The one month’s grace period was about to end and if they did not repay that debt, they shouldn’t blame her for her ruthlessness.

*

Duan Feihan drove back to the Duan Family’s villa and stepped into the living room. Instantly, he discerned the strange atmosphere prevailing there.

A well maintained woman in her thirties was weeping in the arms of another lady, while an indifferent man dressed in jeans sat opposite them.

Duan Xingye quietly walked over and tugged on Duan Feihan’s sleeve. “Fourth Uncle, Third Uncle said that grandfather’s condition isn’t looking good and wishes to postpone his wedding with Auntie Tong. So the both of them had a dispute.”

The lady patted Tong Yunrou’s back and looked at Duan Xiuqi in a wronged voice. “Xiuqi, just because you said you won’t go ahead with the wedding, we have to accommodate you?”

Duan Xiuqi’s hand rested on his jeans as he sneered in a cold tone. “How could you not know how this wedding came about?”

Duan Xiuqi did not have any desires in his life. In the first eighteen years of his life, he had loafed about but in the following eighteen years, he restrained his selfishness to a large extent.

If Tong Yunrou’s father had not used his death as a threat, he would never have agreed to the marriage.

The old man claimed that Tong Yunrou had been devoted solely to him and waited twenty years for him.

Tsk, had Duan Xiuqi said anything when he waited for that woman for twenty years? Did he ever ask for any repayment?

Tong Yunrou moved away from the woman’s embrace and looked at Duan Xiuqi with reddened eyes. “It has already been twenty years! Bai Chu disappeared two decades ago. You still haven’t let go? Saying that you’re afraid that your father’s condition might turn for the worse and hence it’s not a good time for us to get married is just an excuse. You’re clearly still pining over that woman!”

Duan Xiuqi opened his eyes and said coldly, “That is not true. Father’s condition has worsened and my mobile endorsement has also been suddenly stopped. There are too many things going on right now and it would be better to postpone the wedding.”

As for the problem about getting removed from the mobile endorsement, Duan Xiuqi was still unable to figure out the reason behind it.

Just then, Duan Feihan’s icy voice sounded in the room. It was similar to the cold dew in chilly weather. “Father’s condition will not worsen any further. You can go ahead with your wedding preparations.”

Everyone’s line of sight shifted towards Duan Feihan. His cold gaze met that of Duan Xiuqi, who held an equally chilly expression in his eyes.

Duan Xingye excitedly took that pack of medicinal ingredients from Duan Feihan and ran towards the kitchen while shouting loudly. “Quick, the medicine is here. Hurry and boil it for my grandfather!”

Several traditional chinese medicine experts had come together to boil the medicine, and the bitter scent pervaded the entire hall. There were voices of old men crying out in surprise from time to time. “Fulinzi and?Guisen1?used together? That’s right! I recall reading in ancient texts that these two ingredients when used together are extremely nourishing for the stomach. A genius! The one who came up with this prescription is really a genius!”

“These medicinal ingredients are easily obtainable in the market and are also rather cheap. There are many ingredients that clash with each other, but surprisingly, the poisonous nature is neutralized by another medicinal ingredient and instead, produces a miraculous effect. Who was the one who came up with this prescription? What a genius!”

Another old man’s eyes had turned red and he disregarded the scorching medicinal dregs as he reached out to grab one of them.

Bai Chuwei had not written a prescription but instead, given them a pre-mix pack of medicinal ingredients. Therefore, if those old men wanted to learn about the different components, they could only identify the ingredients through the dregs.

After taking everything into account, they reached a conclusion because of which their jaws nearly dropped on the ground. “This pack of medicinal ingredients costs at most three hundred yuan.”

It only cost three hundred to cure stomach cancer?

If that were to spread, probably the entire world would be shocked!

Duan Feihan glanced at them and remained silent.

Three hundred yuan? He had spent three hundred million.