Chapter 065: When You Grow Up, the Fairy Sister Will Come to Marry You

The Ancestress Is Both Stunning and Fierce Sweet Western Treasure 1264 words 2026-04-13 23:43:44

Bai Chuwei’s smile froze for a moment.

Duan Xingye continued, “I really don’t get why my fourth uncle would like an aunt who’s fourteen years older than him. Anyway, you absolutely shouldn’t fall for him—it won’t end well.”

From what he knew… his fourth uncle had actually been searching all this time in private for that woman named Bai Chu.

Otherwise, his fourth uncle was already twenty-four—such a promising young man—yet he’d never had a single romantic relationship. Was that normal?

Suddenly, Bai Chuwei remembered twenty years ago, when the four-year-old Duan Feihan had led her out of the Duan family through a secret passage. She had teased him, “Hanhan, how about when you grow up, this fairy sister comes to marry you? After all, I’ll never grow old.”

She could still recall the way that proud little boy’s face had flushed red, his hands tucked behind his back as he tried to act composed, saying in his childish voice, “Fairy sister, you’re wrong. Only boys can marry wives.”

Bai Chuwei rubbed her face, wishing she could slap herself.

The ancestor had a slip of the tongue back then, and she wondered if it was at that very moment she’d implanted some strange ideas in four-year-old Duan Feihan’s mind…

“Are you two still here?” Just as Bai Chuwei’s thoughts grew complicated, a gentle voice sounded.

Xu Xingchen, carrying his schoolbag, walked over to them with a smile.

The moment Duan Xingye saw his friend, his face lit up. “We’re just about to leave school, but I have to go to tutoring.”

Xu Xingchen seemed hesitant to meet Bai Chuwei’s eyes—this girl was too mysterious, always leaving him feeling out of his depth. Still, he greeted them with a smile: “My mom heard you’re coming to our place to study tomorrow. She said she’s going to prepare a big feast. By the way, Bai, do you want to come too?”

Bai Chuwei’s eyes glimmered, and she smiled. “Since Xu is so kind to invite me, if Duan Xingye is going, I’ll come as well.”

Xu Xingchen’s smile stiffened instantly. He had only meant that as a polite gesture…

After speaking, Bai Chuwei glanced at Duan Xingye, her gaze deep and meaningful.

She’d warned him already—if he didn’t want to die, he should stay far away from Xu Xingchen.

Duan Xingye hesitated for a moment before smiling. “Then… let’s all go to Xingchen’s house tomorrow. His mom’s cooking is really delicious.”

Duan Xingye believed in Bai Chuwei’s medical skills, but he didn’t buy into any of that mystical stuff! How could being close to Xu Xingchen mean death? He’d been friends with Xu Xingchen for so long, and hadn’t run into any trouble at all.

He wore a cheerful expression, but deep down he didn’t believe a word of Bai Chuwei’s warning. In fact, he was already thinking about how to set her straight!

Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue, swung her empty backpack over her shoulder, and headed toward the Bai family’s car outside the school.

No wonder Duan Xingye was doomed to be cannon fodder.

If it weren’t for the system’s face-slapping tasks, she wouldn’t bother with a fate like his at all.

Five thousand years ago, when spiritual energy was abundant, everyone could cultivate. But after that person died, the world’s spiritual energy began to wane and disappear, so people turned to science instead. It wasn’t until more than twenty years ago that she discovered spiritual energy had started to revive…

As soon as she got in the car, Bai Yinyin, sitting beside her, immediately greeted her with mocking sarcasm. “I heard your exam paper got posted online and you brought shame to the entire Bai family?”

Bai Yinyin’s voice was sharp and caustic. “With someone like you, what right do you have to be the adopted daughter of the Bai family?”

Bai Chuwei casually brushed her hair back, unruffled. “That’s not for you to decide—it’s up to Bai Guofu.”

Bai Yinyin was furious. “You—”

Bai Chuwei took out her vibrating phone, noticing someone had added her on WeChat, her eyebrows arching slightly.

Who could this be?

At that moment, Bai Yinyin shrieked, clutching her face in disbelief. “A Mo Yun 10pro?! How can you afford such an expensive phone?!”