Chapter 111: I Will Adapt to Your Eating Habits Too

Of course, Bai Chuwei did not think there was anything wrong with striving for success, but there had to be a bottom line.

Clearly, Xu Xingchen had none.

Climbing to the top by stepping over the corpses of his own brothers—Bai Chuwei looked down on a person like that.

As the bell rang for class, the crowd that had gathered to watch the spectacle dispersed. Because of the scene in the cafeteria, the students who had previously scheduled consultations canceled, leaving Bai Chuwei with no choice but to head home early.

Just as she stepped through the door with her empty backpack, a snow-white ball of fur darted toward her, landing steadily on her shoulder and squeaking, "Has the Ancestor decided to attend the banquet? Can you take me along?"

Bai Chuwei plucked it off with a look of disdain and set it on the desk. "Why would you want to go?"

The snowball looked up with eyes full of anticipation. "There will be lots of delicious food at the banquet."

The snowball was truly heartbroken and nostalgic. Back when they lived in the Yunwu Mountains, there were spiritual vegetables planted by the Ancestor that it could snack on when hungry. Now, at the Bai residence, there was nothing good to eat!

Bai Chuwei pinched the snowball’s chubby, fat-filled cheeks and replied lazily, "Fine."

No sooner had she spoken than her phone rang.

The man’s voice, calm as still water, came through the radio connection. "Chuwei, for the banquet the night after tomorrow, do you have any requirements? Should I come to pick you up?"

Bai Chuwei immediately vetoed the idea. "No need, I will go myself when the time comes."

If Duan Feihan were to personally escort her, it would inevitably attract the attention of the entire upper-class society of Haicheng, which was not what she wanted.

Duan Feihan was not surprised by her request. His low voice carried a faint hint of a smile. "Anything else?"

Just as Bai Chuwei was about to say something, the snowball squeaked excitedly, its two little paws tugging persistently at her sleeve.

Bai Chuwei looked toward the desk and her mouth twitched violently.

As a hamster that had been granted spiritual awareness, the snowball was quite lonely at home. It was one thing for it to watch idol dramas on the laptop, but it had even taken the time to compile a gourmet recipe, which it had specifically printed out.

Bai Chuwei recited, "Prepare deep-fried dough twists, fried twisted rolls, deep-fried pork strips, fried sesame balls, french fries, fried chicken..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he spoke. "Your diet... is a bit on the greasy side."

No wonder that last time he took her and Duan Xingye to dinner, Duan Xingye had eaten like a pig, while Bai Chuwei had lost interest after just a few bites.

Bai Chuwei: !!! That’s not me, I didn’t!

Bai Chuwei herself had no idea why a hamster would crave such oily food—it was all deep-fried!

Bai Chuwei gave a dry laugh. "No, you've misunderstood."

Duan Feihan agreed, "I will instruct the kitchen to prepare it that way." His low, slow voice suddenly added, "I... will also adapt to your dietary habits."

Bai Chuwei: "..." Oh no, future villain, you really don't have to.

Duan Feihan continued, "Then we shall meet the night after tomorrow. I am going to the study to handle some company documents now."

Bai Chuwei suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called out to him, "Hanhan, you’re going to work on documents and not sleep again? By the way, that night I gave you the rose..."

The man on the other end stiffened slightly. Under the light, his handsome expression looked somewhat unnatural, his gaze drifting as he stared at the withered rose.

"Who did you dream about?"

Duan Feihan was silent for a moment before saying, "...Goodnight, sweet dreams."

The call ended. Bai Chuwei was slightly shocked.

Tsk—the future villain is getting quite bold, hanging up on the Ancestor without answering her question!