Chapter 130: I, Xu Xingchen, Shall Be Struck Down by Heaven's Lightning!

Two-hundred-year-old wild medicinal herbs? Wild ginseng, lingzhi, snow lotus, cordyceps—any of those will do!

Cao Yushu felt his head spinning, and he instinctively replied, "I do have wild ginseng and similar herbs at home. My dad sometimes adds medicinal ingredients when he prepares herbal cuisine."

His family had been chefs for generations; they had even served as imperial chefs in ancient times. In their current generation, his father was a star-rated chef, and his mother owned a high-end restaurant that was widely acclaimed among the elite circles in Haicheng.

On the market, a two-hundred-year-old wild ginseng could fetch as much as 2.5 million.

To pay this much for an extra twenty centimeters of height... Cao Yushu felt—it was a damn good deal! His parents would agree in a heartbeat.

Bai Chuwei curled her lips; the deal was sealed. They agreed that she would go to the Cao residence after school to perform acupuncture on him.

"Also, tell your father to wait for me at home. I have a bigger business deal for him."

Cao Yushu: "?" What business could she have with his father?

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When Bai Chuwei returned to the classroom, only one light was on, and many students were slumped over their desks for their midday nap. She did not see Duan Xingye anywhere.

Bai Chuwei arched an eyebrow in surprise. Duan Xingye was a boy who seized every possible moment to study, spending even his lunch breaks on practice problems. Where could he have disappeared to?

A small bird flew in from outside the window and landed on her fingertip, chirping as it opened its beak.

Bai Chuwei’s brow furrowed, and she turned to head toward the sports equipment room at Heng Hua High School.

Before she even got close, she could vaguely hear the sound of two people talking.

"Xingye, the reason I didn't tell you we are biological brothers is that I didn't want to interfere with your college entrance exam."

Xu Xingchen looked at Duan Xingye—who was leaning against the wall, hidden in the shadows—with a pained expression from three meters away.

Duan Xingye let out a scoff. "So you treated me like a fool? Fine, then why didn't you warn me when you realized what your mother was planning to do to me? If Bai Chuwei hadn't come to save me, I’d be dead by now, clearing the way for you!"

Xu Xingchen shook his head repeatedly. He had taken leave today to go to Duan Feihan’s Ruishi Entertainment, but he was turned away before he could even catch a glimpse of his fourth uncle.

The assistant had been blunt: "Among the Duan family grandchildren, we only recognize Young Master Xingye."

Yes, how could Duan Feihan ever let him return to the Duan family?

Xu Xingchen was confident that if he returned to the Duan family, he could secure a firm footing and claim his rightful place.

Duan Feihan controlled the power of the Duan family, and he, Xu Xingchen, was a threat to that fourth uncle.

Xu Xingchen had come to a realization: Duan Feihan was cold-hearted. He wouldn't just refuse to plead his case to their grandfather; he would likely kick him while he was down.

Given his personality, Duan Xingye was more likely to be soft-hearted and help him, which was why he had come to the school.

Xu Xingchen’s face was deathly pale as he muttered, "Xingye, do you mean the friendship we’ve shared for so many years doesn't count for as much as being biological brothers? My mother has been arrested, and I heard from the lawyer that she might be sentenced to three years in prison. My mother’s relatives cut ties with us years ago. It’s laughable—I have a grandfather, an uncle, and a biological brother, yet I am still homeless."

Duan Xingye dribbled the basketball, his expression shifting slightly, but he remained silent.

Inside the equipment room, the only sound was the ball bouncing against the floor.

Bai Chuwei pushed the door open and looked at Xu Xingchen with interest.

The moment Xu Xingchen saw Bai Chuwei, his expression soured. It was her again! He couldn't understand it; he had been perfectly nice to Bai Chuwei from the very beginning, so why did she keep sabotaging him?

Whenever Bai Chuwei showed up, nothing good ever happened!

Bai Chuwei asked with a smile, "Why stop the sob story?"

Perhaps provoked by Bai Chuwei, Xu Xingchen’s handsome face flushed with anger. He suddenly pointed at the clear, sunny sky outside and swore, "If I have ever harbored a single thought of harming Duan Xingye, may I, Xu Xingchen, be struck dead by lightning!"

Bai Chuwei looked at him with a strange expression: "Are you sure you want to be struck by lightning?"