The Young Matriarch-Chapter 190: Hanhan, Aren’t You Afraid of Shortening Your Life by Patting My Head?

Chapter 190 -190: Hanhan, Aren’t You Afraid of Shortening Your Life by Patting My Head?

There’s a Spirit Talisman as well?

All eyes turned to Bai Chuwei in surprise, their gazes tinged with astonishment.

The elderly gentleman in the tunic dress’s eyes lit up with joy. However, when he realized the speaker was a young girl—and the same one his butler had reminded earlier—his excitement visibly faded…

This young girl didn’t even understand that Spirit Talismans were the most important items at the auction and had foolishly scrambled for Spiritual Medicine instead. He found it hard to believe she would have a Spirit Talisman.

The auction house owner Li Sheng, who had sharp eyes, immediately said, “Since that’s the case, why don’t we go back to my third floor to discuss it further?”

Liu, the elderly gentleman, looked thoughtfully at Bai Chuwei, who was almost surrounded by admirers, nodded to the butler, and they all headed upstairs together.

Once seated, Duan Feihan placed the medicine box down and spoke with certainty, “Elder sir, are you the father of Liu An, the president of the Liu Family business?”

Old Liu sighed deeply, his eyes streaming with tears, “Correct. My Liu Family’s business has been having some financial difficulties, and half a month ago, my son was feeling irritable and went climbing at Wolong Ridge with his subordinates, but he never returned.”

“Alive, we want to see the person; dead, we want to see the body, but the search and rescue team has found no trace of my son after half a month,” Old Liu’s tears flowed down like water, “I, I had no other choice. I heard that Haicheng’s auction house was selling Spirit Talismans, so I came here intending to buy one.”

He wanted to buy a Spirit Talisman to ensure the safety of his household, but who knew the competition would be so fierce? Old Liu didn’t have much money to use, and Manager Tian had snatched it away.

Everyone sighed upon hearing this; Elder Liu indeed had a hard time.

Bai Chuwei took out a Spirit Talisman and pushed it in front of Old Liu, who became excited, “Is this from the Hengshan Recluse?”

Bai Chuwei shook her head honestly, “No, I drew this.”

Old Liu: “…”

The Liu Family butler nearly spit blood; they indeed had come for a Spirit Talisman, but it was one from the Hengshan Recluse, not just any random doodle available for purchase!

The Liu Family butler felt oddly intimidated looking at the Yellow Talisman…

Seeing that the old gentleman was not accepting her Spirit Talisman, Bai Chuwei smiled, took the fragrant tea served by Li Sheng, leisurely blew on it, and laughed, “Old sir, actually, buying a Spirit Talisman from the Hengshan Recluse would be of no use.”

On hearing this, Old Liu gave a wry smile.

He was desperate, trying to seek a cure in what seemed like a lost cause.

Even if his son had truly fallen to his death while climbing, he couldn’t just leave his body exposed in the wilderness.

Old Liu sighed, declined the fragrant tea that Little Yellow Hair offered, and with a hunched body and weary expression, said, “It’s better for this old man to hurry back to the Imperial Capital and continue the search for my son with the rescue team.”

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In her shallow memories, Bai Chuwei had been alone for five thousand years; even before the system sent her to this world, she was an orphan who had never experienced family love.

Oh no, she had experienced it once, though it was brief.

It was just a pity that the man had died too soon, and another anniversary of his death was approaching after five thousand years.

A warm, large hand rested on the top of her head, fingers running through her hair, the voice deep and mellow, “Don’t think about unhappy things.”

Bai Chuwei was slightly taken aback, looked up into Duan Feihan’s handsome face, and sighed, “Hanhan, aren’t you afraid of shortening your life by patting my head.”

Old Liu watched the pair engaging in their playful banter, sighed, nodded at the butler, and they both got up to leave.

Bai Chuwei came back to her senses, picked up her fragrant tea to take a sip, and spoke with a light tone, “Elder Liu, I can find your son for you.”

Old Liu: “????”

Elder… Elder Liu?