The Young Matriarch
Chapter 684 - Chapter 684 Chapter 684 Your Ancestor Would Have to Call Me

Chapter 684: Chapter 684: Your Ancestor Would Have to Call Me Forefather Chapter 684: Chapter 684: Your Ancestor Would Have to Call Me Forefather Liu Yuyou frowned and said solemnly, “I’ve been given permission to make the final decision on the script for the school anniversary play, so it’s settled.”

Tong Qingyan tried hard to suppress her laughter beside them. This… this was just too funny.

The campus beauty Bai Chuwei playing an old lady, haha, she would need to wear old-age makeup and a mask; being pretty would be useless!

Bai Chuwei chuckled lightly, leaning aside to watch the fun, showing no intention to join the rehearsal.

Having the ancestor perform on stage?

Kids, wake up–this could really shorten one’s lifespan!

Bai Chuwei’s ears twitched at a faint sound, and she turned her head to look at the empty stands.

Elegant white hair contrasted with a black dress, creating a theatrical effect.

Su Qiuqiu sat in the stands, her small paws clutching a smartphone nearly the size of her face, frantically taking pictures of Bai Chuwei while muttering to herself, “So beautiful, even this deadly angle is perfect. If you become my Dao companion, we’ll be the twin beauties of the Immortal Realm!”

“Ao ao ao ao, just like me, no filter needed at all!”

Bai Chuwei: “…”

Su Qiuqiu took many photos with her phone and shared a few with Wuming.

[Su Daji’s Descendant Beauty: Stinky brother, [photo], [photo] do they look good?]

[Wuming: Good looking.]

The handsome man took a sip of his tea, a smile curving his eyes as he looked at his phone. His fingers were just about to move when his pupils suddenly froze.

Su Qiuqiu withdrew that message.

[Wuming: Why did you withdraw it?]

Su Qiuqiu, feeling wholly justified, typed furiously her reply.

[Su Daji’s Descendant Beauty: Stinky brother, I just wanted you to have a quick look, I don’t want you staring at it all the time or saving it, so I withdrew the message.]

Wuming: “…”

He gently set down his tea, looking up at the clear, cloudless sky, remembering the time when he used to look up and see the garden in the sky…

[Wuming: Don’t forget Duan Feihan’s Buddha Beads.]

Su Qiuqiu shook her head; although her stinky brother was quite good-looking, he had this special fetish for collecting men’s personal items.

Su Qiuqiu’s pretty little face almost twisted together with worry; she feared this perverted stinky brother would next ask her to help collect men’s underwear.

“What are you doing?” Bai Chuwei’s ethereal voice suddenly came from beside her, startling Su Qiuqiu, who turned with a jerk to see.

Bai Chuwei had appeared silently next to her without notice.

Su Qiuqiu immediately covered the side of the phone screen against her leg, her pupils dancing with excitement. “Big sis, consider becoming my Dao companion!”

Dao companion?

Even Duan Feihan wasn’t one yet.

Su Qiuqiu touched her face, earnestly promoting herself, “We should be Dao companions based on our looks, and I’m pretty awesome.”

Su Qiuqiu secretly shared a piece of news: “Don’t be misled by my appearance of an 18-year-old, I’m actually older than you.”

Bai Chuwei glanced askance and said, Oh, is that so? Little cub.

Bai Chuwei glanced back at the stage where everyone was still rehearsing, then stood up leisurely, patted Su Qiuqiu’s head, and said nonchalantly, “Then I’ll share a secret with you, too.”

Su Qiuqiu perked up her ears immediately.

Bai Chuwei: “Even your ancestor would have to call me ‘Ancestor’.”

Su Qiuqiu: “??” What? What does that mean?

Her ancestor was Su Daji!

Bai Chuwei walked away leisurely, heading home.

I heard that Liu Yuyou might become the screenwriter for “Records of the Mountain Moon,” right?