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

This little girl really holds a grudge.


Zhao Tianfang gave a bitter smile and said, "This old man has come to receive your education."


A group of servants couldn't help it and snickered out loud.


They felt… if this continued, this Elder Zhao would end up begging for forgiveness on his knees...


In business dealings, of course there was no reason to refuse entry. Bai Chuwei flicked her eyelid, giving a servant a meaningful glance.


That servant immediately understood and hurried to open the door.


Zhao Tianfang was directly ushered in. Bai Hongguang could no longer care about his own wife and lover and quickly stood up, saying, "Elder Zhao, please take a seat. Quickly serve tea; bring out the best Dahongpao tea immediately."


Bai Chuwei scoffed softly, "Drinking tea to clear the heat? Do you want him to die in the Bai family, and you'll arrange his funeral?"


Chapter 369: Holy Shit, Did They Fall into a Pit?