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's face was expressionless, "Why are you hugging her? If you want a hug, your fourth uncle can give you one. Do you still want it?"


Duan Xingye shivered and immediately shook his head, "No... no need."


Duan Xingye broke free and quickly gave his own mother a hug before he hurried off toward the examination room with his pencil case.


Bai Chuwei shook her head, carrying her belongings and preparing to enter the examination room when the man's magnetic voice, flowing like water, sounded from behind, "Chuwei, wait."


Without thinking, Bai Chuwei turned around. The man was already striding toward her, his red shirt fluttering lightly in the summer breeze, causing a moment of daze for Bai Chuwei.


His long hands reached out to her slender waist, gently wrapping around her. His breath, heavy with male hormones and rich with Spiritual Energy, rushed towards her, and his deep voice lightly leapt at the top of her head, "My little ancestor, good luck on your exam."


Chapter 336: You Got the Name Wrong; It Is the Ancestor