The Young Matriarch
Chapter 580 - Chapter 580 Chapter 580 Ancestors Dont Be Too Competitive

Chapter 580: Chapter 580: Ancestors, Don’t Be Too Competitive Chapter 580: Chapter 580: Ancestors, Don’t Be Too Competitive The two roommates were speechless. Hua Yumeng also left them at a loss for words, just when the three of them were getting along so well, who knew Hua Yumeng would suddenly blurt out like that.

Who knew if Bai Chuwei really had a performance prepared? If she didn’t have anything ready, wouldn’t that mean Hua Yumeng just sabotaged her?

Fortunately, Bai Chuwei was clever, using the meteor shower to dodge that crisis, otherwise, she could have died of embarrassment.

As a result… Hua Yumeng inexplicably got herself a thick tongue.

The two roommates exchanged glances, feeling that Hua Yumeng had received her just deserts for suddenly setting a trap for someone else.

Bai Chuwei walked through the night and leisurely headed home.

The ancestors always say not to hold grudges overnight. Since Hua Yumeng wanted to trap her, she didn’t mind letting her know what it meant to suffer the consequences of her own words.

If Hua Yumeng wanted her to be laughed at by everyone, then Hua Yumeng could also try what it felt like to be ridiculed for having a thick tongue.

Of course, the old ancestor was still kind-hearted, letting her have a thick tongue for just half a month at most.

Bai Chuwei returned to Sky City and headed straight for the bath. Half an hour later, she emerged clean and refreshed, leisurely sitting down at her desk.

Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, with water droplets rolling down and creating small wet spots on her nightgown.

Bai Chuwei picked up Xue Qiu and bounced him up and down, rather satisfied: “Hmm, a little thinner.”

Xue Qiu heaved a sigh: ‘…’

When will these days come to an end?

It didn’t even know if this was a temporary diet or a permanent farewell to fried food.

As Xue Qiu was mourning its life’s changes, a “thud, thud, thud” echoed from the glass window.

Two bright, lantern-like eyes appeared as the Giant Serpent gently tapped its head on the glass.

Bai Chuwei was somewhat surprised, opening the window to look outside: “Hanhan didn’t come?”

Xue Qiu, hugging a cucumber slice, suddenly asked: ‘Did the old ancestor bathe because she knew Mr. Duan was coming?’

Bai Chuwei felt like hitting it. She patted the Giant Serpent’s head and took a small object from it.

Bai Chuwei took the little box with interest, gently opened it, and a light scent of roses escaped from the inside, quickly spreading throughout the room.

Bai Chuwei’s eyelids lifted gently, a flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

It was as if, in the blink of an eye, she was immersed in a world of roses, where a gentle breeze blew and whisked up petals of bright red roses, their fragrance tenderly enveloping her.

Bai Chuwei: “!!!”

This was… an illusion!

She checked her phone and saw that a minute ago Duan Feihan had sent her a WeChat message: “Do you like it?”

The corners of Bai Chuwei’s lips curved up. He… really knew how to cater to her tastes.

Bai Chuwei’s favorite flower was the red rose, and it seemed Duan Feihan remembered that.

Xue Qiu was still sighing over why the world couldn’t be filled with fried potatoes when it suddenly felt the old ancestor’s murderous glare.

Xue Qiu: ‘?’

Bai Chuwei gently closed the scented box in her hands and upon reopening her eyes, she was back in her bedroom in Sky City.

Bai Chuwei smacked Xue Qiu on its forehead without the slightest courtesy, admonishing it: “Look at what others do, then look at you!”

Xue Qiu had been following her for twenty years and was still wracking its brain over dieting.

Whereas Duan Feihan could now even… create illusions.

The gap was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.

Xue Qiu resigned itself: ‘Old ancestor, one shouldn’t compare oneself too much to others.’

Bai Chuwei: “…” Damn it!