The Young Matriarch-Chapter 195: Didn’t You Smell a Strange Odor at Home?

Chapter 195 -195: Didn’t You Smell a Strange Odor at Home?

The early summer night breeze blew quietly, gently lifting the strands of hair of the two people.

Bai Chuwei stared intently at Duan Feihan’s handsome face. He showed no change in his expression, but simply said, “Study hard for the college entrance exam, and stop having wild thoughts.”

“I’ll take you home.”

For Bai Chuwei, the most important thing at the moment was the college entrance exam.

Nothing else could distract her, though it seemed like her heart was never really on studying.

Relieved at his words, Bai Chuwei wondered, was he saying she was overthinking things?

Bai Chuwei recalled Duan Feihan’s character as originally written: self-made business tycoon, usurped by the protagonist Xu Xingchen, and later embittered after discovering his nephew Duan Xingye’s death was linked to Xu Xingchen.

This villainous boss only loved work, while incidentally making trouble for the male and female leads.

Love? Relationships? They didn’t exist!

Over the past five thousand years, the men who had fancied her ranged from emperors and monarchs to dawn’s common folk, all eventually turning into a scoop of yellow earth, disappearing into the dust of history.

Better to be her underling than to harbor affection for her.

*

Late at night, when Bai Chuwei arrived back at the Bai family villa, there were still lights on.

Bai Guofu, who practiced a healthy lifestyle, went to sleep by eight o’clock every night, and Liu Man was laid up with a leg issue in the hospital these days; surprisingly, the villa was still lit up.

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Bai Chuwei pushed the door and entered. The servants had all gone to sleep, leaving only Bai Yinyin sitting on the sofa with her legs up, leisurely eating cherries.

As soon as Bai Chuwei walked in the door, she looked up meaningfully towards the second-floor bedroom, and lightly covered her nose, her eyebrows lightly furrowed.

Bai Yinyin, having seen Bai Chuwei go out late to bars, wasn’t surprised by her late return.

Chewing on cherries, Bai Yinyin nearly boasted, “Bai Chuwei, I have some great news to tell you, oh no, it’s great news for me!”

Bai Chuwei looked interestedly at Bai Yinyin, “Oh? Your good news? Are you pregnant?”

Bai Yinyin was choked by Bai Chuwei’s remark, quite annoyed.

The adopted girl had no other skill but a venomous tongue. Truly from the countryside—unable to utter a pleasant word.

Bai Yinyin glared fiercely at Bai Chuwei, her voice barely concealing her excitement, boasted somewhat proudly, “You know about Tong Yunrou and Duan Xingye’s wedding, right? I just got a call, inviting me to be a bridesmaid.”

Bai Yinyin dragged out her speech, emphasizing, “It was made very clear it’s ‘Miss Yinyin,’ not ‘Bai classmate’.”

Bai Chuwei laughed aloud; it seemed Bai Yinyin was still upset about the previous incident of being mistaken by Professor Zhao Guangming.

Seeing Bai Chuwei just laughing, Bai Yinyin added, “What’s the matter? Can’t you congratulate me?”

Bai Chuwei replied almost perfunctorily, “Congratulations.”

Bai Chuwei thought if Duan Xingye was the naive sweetheart in this story, then Bai Yinyin was undoubtedly the quintessential fool.

“Bai Yinyin, I advise you to wise up, or you’ll be crying when your mom comes home.”

Bai Yinyin’s eyes held a suspicious glint, “Bai Chuwei, what do you mean by that?”

Bai Chuwei lightly covered her delicate nose, asking carelessly, “Didn’t you smell a lewd scent in the house?”

Bai Yinyin couldn’t grasp the meaning of Bai Chuwei’s words and after secretly speculating, became somewhat angry, “Bai Chuwei, are you calling me lecherous?”

Bai Chuwei sighed and walked leisurely upstairs, hands behind her back.

Liu Man, dear foster mother, it looks like you’re set to wear a green hat.

Not to mention, the house reeks of an affair’s stench; it’s truly disgusting.

Sitting on the sofa, still puzzled, Bai Yinyin muttered to herself, “Bai Chuwei says sour grapes because she can’t eat them, not being a bridesmaid herself and accuses me of being lecherous? You’re the lecherous one!”