Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

He suddenly woke up early yesterday morning and saw Bai Chuwei's call records showing a cold sweat.

He seemed to hang up his ancestor's phone...

When he called again, the other party kept repeating that it had been shut down, which probably put him on the blacklist.

Qi Mo didn't dare to drag on any longer, and came directly to the school the next day to plead.

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly: "Oh? Really? I can't cure this here, but we can discuss the female anchor's late night dance together."

Qi Mo coughed awkwardly, and said to Qi Yue with a bewildered look: "Yueyue, you go back to the classroom first, I have something to say to...Bai."

Hearing this, Qi Yue gradually looked at Qi Mo with a complicated look: "Brother, you don't dare to let me know if you have some unspeakable illness?"

"I didn't." Qi Mo twitched his cheeks, and immediately shook his head. Qi Yue then left suspiciously.

The eight great families in China have rules. The ancestor will only inform the next heir about this matter. It will be passed on by word of mouth, and no letter will be left.

Qi Mo didn't know how many years Bai Chuwei had lived. He only remembered that when he was four years old, he was taken by his father to meet a super beautiful fairy sister. Now he looks the same at first sight.

Qi Mo had an elegant and handsome appearance, and his voice softly said: "Old ancestor..."

Bai Chuwei sat on the stone bench, leaning against the edge of the stone table with her slender waist, her fair-skinned arms resting on the table, her fingers lightly tapping the tabletop boredly, her eyes watching the flowers in the garden being blown by the wind. Casually said: "Spiritual guy, who are you? Did you admit the wrong person? I don't know you."

As long as it is not in the mall, Qi Mo has a good temper in private. He took a golden key from his pocket and pushed it in front of Bai Chuwei.

"Old ancestor, this is the key to the Ganoderma lucidum safe in the safe room on the third floor of the Haicheng Bank."

Bai Chuwei's eyes lit up, she immediately turned around, smiled, stretched out her hand to pinch Qi Mo's face, and said in surprise: "Isn't this our Momo? It looks more beautiful! Good boy, good boy!"

Qi Mo: "..."

This change of face speed, you just said "I don't know you"...

Qi Mo quickly rescued his face from Bai Chuwei's hands, coughing and saying, "Somehow I was fascinated by the female anchor during this time."

Bai Chuwei looked at Qi Mo's somewhat ugly expression, frowning lightly and said: "Do you know why you are so fascinated? It's because your physical fitness was too bad since you were a child, and you can just turn your head. Feihan, didn't you also watch the live broadcast of that female anchor? Why is he fine, nothing happened? How about you? He made money!"

Half of the money Qi Mo gave to the female anchor for gifting was given to Duan Feihan's platform. Wouldn't the money go into Duan Feihan's pocket?

The more Bai Chuwei talked about it, the more he hated iron not making steel: "Look at what you are like? You were actually made money by Duan Feihan?! Do you know that your ancestor, I, took him 300 million as soon as he came out of the mountain. Can't even say a word?"

No wonder.

No wonder the Qi family didn't even mention it in the original text, and Duan Feihan is a villain boss.

Qi Mo's cheeks were flushed after being trained, and he felt a little embarrassed: "Ancestor...Old Ancestor, I still have news of the elixir."

In the next second, Bai Chuwei immediately touched his head with a soft voice that dripped water: "Good boy, I was just talking about those words for fun. Where is the elixir?"