The Young Matriarch

Chapter 130: Chapter 130 I, Xu Xingchen, Must be Struck by Lightning!

Two hundred-year-old wild Spiritual Medicine? Wild ginseng, Lingzhi mushrooms, Snow Lotus, cordyceps, and more are all acceptable!

Cao Yushu felt dazed and responded subconsciously, “My family does indeed have medicines like wild ginseng. Sometimes my dad uses Spiritual Medicine when making medicinal dishes.”

His family had been chefs for generations, and in ancient times, they were even Imperial Chefs. In this generation, his father was a star chef, while his mother had opened a star-rated restaurant in Haicheng, which was highly praised among the city’s elite.

At market price, two hundred-year-old wild ginseng could sell for 2.5 million.

To spend that money on twenty centimeters of height… Cao Yushu thought—it was a damn good deal! His parents would definitely agree 100%.

Bai Chuwei curled her lips; the deal was as good as done. They agreed to meet after school at Cao Yushu’s house to give him the acupuncture treatment.

“Also, ask your dad to wait for me at home, I have a bigger deal to discuss with him.”

Cao Yushu: “?” What did she want with his dad?

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When Bai Chuwei returned to the classroom, only one light was on, and many classmates were resting their heads on their desks, but she didn’t see Duan Xingye.

Bai Chuwei raised her eyebrows in surprise. That brat Duan Xingye seized every moment to study, even using lunch breaks to work on problems. Where had he run off to now?

A bird flew in through the window and landed on her fingertip, chirping.

Bai Chuwei furrowed her brows and turned to head towards the sports storage room of Henghua First Middle School.

She was still some distance away when she could vaguely hear the conversation between two people.

“Xingye, I didn’t tell you we were brothers because I didn’t want to distract you from the college entrance exams,” Xu Xingchen said, painfully looking at Duan Xingye standing three meters away in the dark corner of the wall.

Duan Xingye laughed cynically, “So you decided to treat me like a fool? Fine, then why, when you suspected what your mom was going to do to me, didn’t you warn me? If it weren’t for Bai Chuwei saving me, I would have died to clear the way for you!”

Xu Xingchen kept shaking his head. He had taken the day off to visit Duan Feihan at Ruishi Entertainment, but he never met his uncle and was driven out instead.

The assistant said bluntly, “In the Duan Family’s younger generation, we’ve only ever heard of Young Master Xingye.”

Yes, why would Duan Feihan ever let him return to the Duan Family?

Xu Xingchen was confident enough that if he returned to the Duan Family, he would certainly be able to gain a foothold and secure his own position.

Duan Feihan controlled the Duan Family’s power, and he was a threat to this uncle.

Xu Xingchen realized Duan Feihan had a heart of stone; not only would he not plead on his behalf to their grandfather, he might even kick him while he was down.

By nature, Duan Xingye was more likely to be merciful and help him, which is why Xu Xingchen had come to the school.

Xu Xingchen’s face was pale as he murmured, “Xingye, doesn’t our friendship over so many years count as brotherhood? My mom was arrested, and I heard from lawyers she might be imprisoned for three years. Years ago, my mom’s relatives stopped wanting to see us, and it’s laughable that I have a grandfather, uncles, and even brothers but am still without a home.”

Duan Xingye was bouncing a basketball, his expression changing subtly but he remained silent.

The only sound in the sports storage room was the basketball hitting the ground.

Bai Chuwei pushed the door open and watched Xu Xingchen with interest.

As soon as Xu Xingchen saw Bai Chuwei, his expression changed. It was her again! He couldn’t understand it; he had been quite nice to Bai Chuwei from the beginning, so why did she keep harming him?

Whenever Bai Chuwei came, nothing good ever happened!

Bai Chuwei asked with a smile, “Why stop the sob story?”

Possibly provoked by Bai Chuwei, Xu Xingchen’s handsome face turned red with anger, and he suddenly pointed at the clear sky outside, blurting out a vow, “If I had ever harbored any thoughts of harming Duan Xingye, may I, Xu Xingchen, be struck by lightning!”

Bai Chuwei looked at him with a strange expression, “Are you sure you want to be struck by lightning?”