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

Bai Chuwei looked meaningfully at the dark-faced Duan Feihan with a hooked lip and a slight smile, "Good for the long-term!"


Duan Xingye immediately got excited, turned his head to persuade his Fourth Uncle to agree quickly, but Duan Feihan swept over him with a cold gaze, "Go back and finish your test paper."


Duan Xingye felt somewhat wronged; he hadn't said anything incorrect.


Goddess Weiwei was a true "Little Fairy," and they, being vulgar mortals, were definitely not a match for her. What's so bad about being a little brother?


It's nice to enjoy the shade under a big tree.


With a look that said "I hate that I can't turn iron into steel," Duan Xingye looked at Duan Feihan, "Fourth Uncle, this is what you call not knowing a good thing when it's in front of you!"


Duan Feihan's voice was cold, "You want this fortune for yourself?"


Duan Xingye didn't hesitate in answering, "I do!"


Chapter 259 Do you want this blessing?