The Young Matriarch

Chuwei was sorting through the Spiritual Medicine in her hand, calmly asking, “What do you need from me?”

Biting his tongue to stay focused, Bai Guofu hurriedly said, “Ancestor, it’s about Xiaofu, this unworthy granddaughter of mine. I’ve heard she angered you, so you punished her by taking away her ability to speak. Please, don’t hold a grudge against a child.”

Sixty years had not left a single mark on Chuwei’s face; Bai Guofu never regarded her as an ordinary person.

Without raising her head, Chuwei instructed, “Wake her up.”

Xue Qiu, who loved to stir up trouble, crawled onto the desk gleefully and took the half cup of cold water Chuwei had left from the night before, splashing it viciously on Bai Yinyin’s face.

She woke up.

Shivering with cold, Bai Yinyin wiped the water from her face, saw the white-furred mouse along with three diligently working little paper figures, screamed silently in terror, nearly fainting again.

Bai Yinyin cried and hid behind Bai Guofu.

Only then did Chuwei shift her gaze from the Spiritual Medicine to Bai Yinyin, her eyebrows slightly furrowing as she said, “You are a member of the Bai Family, and by rights, I should protect you. Yinyin, if there’s a next time, I will make sure you never speak again for the rest of your life.”

After saying so, Chuwei stretched out her hand and crisply snapped her fingers through the air.

As if she had been holding back for a long time, Yinyin blurted out silently, “Grandpa, she’s a fairy, why did you bring a fairy home?”

She… She could speak?

Yes, it was because of Chuwei’s snap just now…

Bai Yinyin’s gaze shifted to the little paper figures on the desk, her whole body trembling like a leaf, her face deathly pale.

Bai Guofu felt very awkward; hadn’t his granddaughter heard the Ancestor promise protection? A fairy my foot, have you ever seen a fairy save his life when he was dying, feed him, and help him prosper all the way?

If she were truly a fairy, would the ancestors of their Bai Family across thousands of years, honor her as the Ancestor?

Bai Yinyin didn’t dare stay here any longer; frightened, she turned and ran, snatched up her cell phone from her room as if she had gone mad.

She wanted to call the police!

In the attic, Chuwei was crafting her medicine, leisurely listening to Bai Guofu cautiously say, “Ancestor, indeed it is Yinyin’s fault, but Xiaofu is my only granddaughter… Her college entrance exam is coming up, and I don’t want this to affect her.”

Chuwei rather admired one aspect of Bai Guofu; perhaps due to her influence, the old man never favored boys over girls. Even though several grandsons from the main Bai Family branch were quite outstanding, Bai Guofu still doted on his second son’s granddaughter.

Chuwei pondered for a few seconds; Yinyin was a blabbermouth, and if she spread the word, it could cause trouble.

Chuwei smiled faintly, “She will forget what happened today, but the fear will remain etched in her heart. Xiaofu, I can make her forget today, but I can also make her remember it someday.”

As Bai Guofu gazed at Chuwei’s breathtaking beauty adorned with a serene smile, like looking at mountains veiled behind mist, he shivered forcefully and nodded repeatedly.

Having left the attic, Bai Guofu saw Bai Yinyin not far away, red-eyed and clutching her phone, reporting to the police.

The call connected, “Hello, what’s the problem?”

As Bai Yinyin was about to speak, her mind suddenly went blank, unable to recall what she wanted to say.

“Hello? May I ask what you’re reporting?”

Bai Yinyin stammered, “Uh… I forgot, just playing around.”

The voice on the other end turned serious in an instant, “According to the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, making prank calls to the police is considered disturbing public order and is subject to detention and a fine.”

Bai Yinyin: “…”