The Young Matriarch

Liu Zhen’s dream lasted for an entire night. Bai Chuwei had to wake up in the morning for school, causing Liu Zhen to also reluctantly wake up from his dream. After he woke up, he looked at the inch long silver needles in his acupuncture bag and laughed for no reason.

Bai Chuwei handed him the task of being heavy handed on old man Duan while inserting the acupuncture needles, and he had to follow her wishes.

Bai Chuwei followed the normal routine and attended school, but before she had the chance to start the morning self-revision, a subject representative informed her to head to the teacher’s office.

When she walked into the Year 3 teacher’s office, Teacher Huang smiled at her kindly.

Because of that small bottle of medicine from her, Teacher Huang’s stomach felt much better already. Therefore, she was rather happy when she saw Bai Chuwei.

The language teacher, Li Juan had called Bai Chuwei and she looked at her with a stern expression.

When the Class 9 full of smart students was handed to her, it was equivalent to a delicious pastry being directly fed into her mouth.

It had to be known that the school would hand out a large monetary reward to the teacher for every single student who managed to enter a famous school.

However, this Bai Chuwei suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was a terrible student who would surely lower the class average!

Li Juan coldly gazed at Bai Chuwei and just as she said the first word, “You…”

An extremely loud fart exploded in the room, and the entire office was enveloped in silence for a moment as all of them tried to hold back their laughter.

Li Juan immediately turned red and when she saw Bai Chuwei smile, her anger intensified.

Ever since she ate those medicinal pills of Teacher Huang’s, she had been feeling uncomfortable and even vomited on the way to school today!

To make the matters worse, she had even released a loud fart. This simply caused her to lose any remaining face she had.

Li Juan forcefully endured her embarrassment and questioned the student. “Bai Chuwei, I can forget about the fact that you skipped yesterday’s self-revision lesson, but why didn’t you hand in your homework today?”

Bai Chuwei leveled an odd gaze at her. “I didn’t do it, so obviously I didn’t hand it in.”

Li Juan nearly spat out blood in anger. “Why didn’t you complete your homework?”

“I didn’t feel like doing homework.”

If not for the novel’s plot, she would not have even cared to attend school.

Just as Bai Chuwei said that, a graceful figure entered the room. She placed a pile of exercise books on the desk and gave a sweet smile. “Teacher Li, this is Class 11’s language homework. Everyone has handed in their work.”

Tong Qingyan looked at Bai Chuwei and smiled as she asked. “Student Bai, could it be that you didn’t complete the homework because you’ve transferred here recently and have yet to adapt? Maybe you didn’t know how to do the questions?”

Bai Chuwei revealed a lazy expression as she discerned that the female lead seemed to have a trace of hostility against her already. Her red lips curled up and she said in an indifferent tone, “Student Tong’s listening skills seem to be lacking. I clearly said that I didn’t feel like doing the homework.”

Tong Qingyan’s smile stiffened. She did not expect Bai Chuwei to be so blunt.

When Li Juan saw this ignorant and incompetent garbage student refuting her beloved student, she burned with flames of fury.

Li Juan heavily slammed the table and her expression turned colder. “Bai Chuwei, did you play games and watch dramas instead of completing your homework? Do you think you are Tong Qingyan? Even though she dabbles in live broadcast and video editing, she can make it into the top ten. Can you?”

Bai Chuwei gently stroked her nose and said, “If I wish to, I can.”

The main point was, she did not wish to do so.

She wanted to be a loafer and did not intend to study.

Li Juan was angered by Bai Chuwei’s words of indifference to the extent that her hair stood up in anger.

She then sternly asked her. “What did you do last evening!? If you cannot give a proper reason, you shall write a three thousand word reflection essay!”

Just as she said that, a male deep voice similar to a harp sounded from behind. “She was with me yesterday.”