The Young Matriarch

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Greatly Disappointed the Ancestors!

Is it you who’s grown tired of living, or have I spoiled you too much?

Bai Chuwei, not giving up, made another call only to be hung up on again, and then she sent a WeChat message to Qi Yue: “What is your brother doing?”

Qi Yue couldn’t figure out why her goddess had suddenly taken an interest in her brother again, and she sneaked to Qi Mo’s bedroom door to eavesdrop.

The woman’s coquettishly whining voice sent shivers down Qi Yue’s spine, and she just couldn’t agree with her brother’s taste in women.

After all, her brother was supposed to be a young talent, a Haicheng elite, and the current head of one of the eight great families, right?

How could he fall for a late-night female livestreamer?

Qi Yue really wanted to take her brother to see an ophthalmologist in the presence of their goddess because she felt something was wrong with his vision.

[The Qi Family’s Little Moon: Goddess, my brother is watching a livestream.]

Bai Chuwei scoffed coldly and asked Qi Yue for the room number of the livestream Qi Mo was watching.

As soon as she entered, she saw a heavily made-up woman sitting in front of the camera, her body sultry, and as she moved, her cleavage faintly revealed, cooingly thanking the “husbands” who sent her gifts.

Bai Chuwei: “…”

Bai Chuwei rubbed her eyes, feeling as if they were about to be gouged out.

Bai Chuwei felt a sting of heartache; Qi Mo was, after all, from one of the eight great families and someone she had watched grow up. His father had personally brought the young Qi Mo up the mountain to visit her back then.

Bai Chuwei looked at the woman posing in the livestream camera and sighed.

She had always thought that those who watched these saucy female broadcasters in the middle of the night must be sketchy men, but she didn’t expect Qi Mo to be…

This young man was too much of a disappointment to his ancestors!

Suddenly, Bai Chuwei’s eyebrows raised slightly, and she watched with interest as the female broadcaster’s reflections appeared on the three-sided mirror behind her.

It turned out to be an array.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The arrays were divided into Spiritual Arrays and Demonic Arrays, and the three mirrors behind the broadcaster named “Little Chunmeng” formed a small Demonic Array.

Those with poor constitutions are most vulnerable at night when their willpower is at its weakest.

Bai Chuwei knew Qi Mo was born prematurely and had always been frail, probably that’s how he got hooked.

Bai Chuwei felt somewhat relieved that it wasn’t an issue with Qi Mo’s eyesight, otherwise she would have wanted to kick him out for losing such face.

Bai Chuwei checked the gift leaderboard and saw Qi Mo’s name hanging at the top, with over a hundred generous spenders listed below him.

Tsk.

Bai Chuwei casually opened a drawer, took out a piece of paper, leisurely wrote a sentence on it, and began folding an origami crane.

By the time Xue Qiu had finally crawled back from the bushes on the first floor to the third-floor attic, he found a row of majestic birds standing proudly on the windowsill.

Bai Chuwei touched the heads of a few birds before releasing the paper cranes, “Go.”

After releasing the real birds and the cranes, Bai Chuwei watched the livestreamer with relish and suddenly remembered that the video app belonged to Duan Feihan; this made things much easier.

While the birds flew away, Bai Chuwei made a quick call to Duan Feihan and briefed him on the situation.

Duan Feihan’s eyebrows raised as he said, “You want me to ban the broadcaster named ‘Little Stupid Meng’? But her livestream actually doesn’t violate any of the app’s policies.”

Bai Chuwei intended to correct the name to “Little Chunmeng”, but then she realized something:

“From the sound of it… Duan Feihan, have you been watching that woman selling her charms late at night too?”