Sweet Western Treasure

Bai Chuwei has lived for five thousand years, and after becoming an ancestor of all human beings, she descends the mountains and initiates the plot of a novel. 
A new female student is transferred into Henghua Secondary School Year 3. The young lady has bright eyes, white teeth, red lips and her appearance is similar to an immortal fairy. But unfortunately, she has Eighth-Grader Syndrome.
“The wealth of ten Duan Family added together does not even make up half of my combined wealth over the past five thousand years.”
“The first classic masterpiece of China? Oh I casually wrote that for fun two decades ago.”
“Scientific research isn’t comparable to flying in the skies with a sword. Today, this ancestor here shall teach everyone how to cultivate scientifically.”
The online lurkers reveal a snort of contempt and wait to see Bai Chuwei slapping herself in the face after acting so pretentiously. Eventually, the China Property Statistics Association reveals this particular information: The respected ancestor is the richest person in the world, owning the most number of gold mines, hundreds of islands, and countless property worldwide. 
China Writer’s Association: @Bai Chuwei, Respected ancestor, when will you continue updating your book after having stopped it for two centuries?

The Young Matriarch

Duan Feihan smoothed out his slightly wrinkled house clothes, his expression once again returning to its usual calm.


Bai Chuwei's look, once again, seemed to be trying to get him to play the minion.


He didn't even need to ask to know what it meant.


Old Master Duan was feeling quite irritable—he truly thought that if he had died from cancer before, he might not have had to worry so much.


Especially with the current situation looking incredibly wrong!


What was going on with Miss Bai? How come she seemed to have some kind of indescribable relationship with his fourth son?


With two sons involved at once, Old Master Duan was not feeling particularly beautiful.


The next moment, there was another "bang—" and the tea set resting on the fruit basket was knocked over by the chubby hamster inside, shattering into pieces on the floor.


Old Master Duan almost couldn't catch his breath and was about to faint.


This was his favorite tea set, worth tens of millions, gone? Just like that?


Chapter 253 Bai Chuwei Will Definitely Not Let Her Go