Sweet West Jewel

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

The principal was furious. He had never met such young people! Not even a single sincere apology after hitting someone.


If He Feng hadn't appeared suddenly, he might not be here to celebrate the He Family's joyous occasion today, but rather to mourn his own passing.


The principal watched Xu Xingchen's panicked escape, his slightly plump back, and suddenly frowned and said, "This young man, I seem to have seen him somewhere before. He seems to be... seems to be..."


Who was he? For a moment, the principal couldn't recall.


At this moment, Duan Feihan's voice came from the lounge, perfectly answering the principal's question: "Archaeology team, Xu Xingchen."


Bai Chuwei smiled with deep meaning; Hanhan indeed held grudges. Don't be fooled by his always calm and collected appearance; he was still thinking about Xu Xingchen's accusation of him being cheated on!


People are all very concerned about what color is above their heads.


Chapter 891: Hanhan, you're a bit naughty