Chapter 109: I’m Going to Study

Di Zongping’s ingratiating smile stiffened on his face as he stared at Bai Chuwei in shock, his voice trembling: “Timed use?” He had even given the miraculous medicine, all treasured family heirlooms worth nearly a million, no doubt. And yet, it was still for limited use only?

Bai Chuwei propped her chin lazily and said, “Up to you whether you want to cure or not.”

Di Zongping’s face darkened considerably. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “What do you mean by limited use?”

Bai Chuwei, thinking it might sound somewhat crude, replied very obliquely, “It’s like turning a teddy bear into a monk.”

Di Zongping patted his chest, feeling somewhat relieved. That was still better than becoming a eunuch; at least his family wouldn’t have to worry about dying out.

“Cure!” he declared.

Bai Chuwei smiled knowingly, leisurely pulling out her acupuncture kit. In this novel, Di Zongping’s character was that of a lecherous playboy, but he hadn’t done anything truly wicked. Bai Chuwei’s acupuncture was swift; there was no need for the patient to undress. She quickly inserted several needles in just about two minutes. Once done, she took her little bundle of joy and left.

Qi Yue pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, her eyes filled with astonishment and admiration, murmuring, “Goddess, truly a goddess…”

Qi Yue was in the first year of high school, Di Zongping in the third year, and they weren’t even on the same floor, so they each went their separate ways.

Di Zongping went to the restroom to check himself and was comforted to find the treatment worked, then he confidently emerged from the men’s room.

Just then, a tall, broad-shouldered boy approached, smiling as he grabbed Di Zongping’s shoulder and winked, “Di, let’s skip class today. I found a first-year girl who’s super hot!”

Di Zongping pushed him away and cursed, “No way, I’m going to study.”

His friend was baffled: “Study? Are you crazy?”

Di Zongping muttered angrily that looking wasn’t useful, chasing her wouldn’t help either—better to just focus on studying!

When the homeroom teacher sent a photo of Di Zongping sitting properly in class, reading and doing homework, to his father, the CEO of a huge company, Di’s father was moved to tears in front of his bewildered staff. Which saint had intervened to get his playboy son to settle down and study?

* * *

After Bai Chuwei handed the little bundle to Duan Xingye and sat down, she saw countless messages on WeChat.

Without exception, they were from schoolmates demanding Bai Chuwei return the two thousand yuan registration fee for the appointment.

Bai Chuwei smiled coldly. Tong Qingyan was impressive.

Owing four hundred million and yet not a single rumor had leaked out, and they still dared to come at her with trouble?

Last time, someone even “accidentally” liked a Weibo post mocking her Chinese test paper.

Duan Xingye munched on a meat bun while working on his exam, vaguely asking, “Weiwei, our family banquet is tomorrow night. You’re a VIP. Are you coming or not?”

Bai Chuwei ignored him and sent a WeChat message.

[Your ancestor says: Banquet, I’m coming.]

* * *

In the office of a Swiss entertainment company’s president, a man in a finely tailored Italian suit curved his lips and replied, “I’ll be waiting for you.”

Bai Chuwei closed her phone, stood up, and approached the window. Leaning on the balcony, she immediately spotted Tong Qingyan walking through the garden, surrounded by a crowd.

Bai Chuwei waved her hand. A flock of small birds flew over and obediently brushed against her fingers.

She smiled lazily, “Go on, there’s a reward waiting when you come back.”

“Qingyan, thanks to you this time, I almost went to see Bai Chuwei for treatment,” someone remarked.

“You really shouldn’t be so curious. I almost got fooled. It’s a shame Bai Chuwei is so beautiful, yet she still deceives people,” the girls downstairs chattered around Tong Qingyan.

Tong Qingyan smiled gently, “It’s nothing, I just did what I had to do. I… what’s this?”

Suddenly feeling a warm wetness on her face, Tong Qingyan wiped it off and her expression changed drastically.

Bird droppings?

Warm, wet, and reeking.

She looked up and saw rows of birds eyeing her menacingly.

Tong Qingyan shivered involuntarily.