The Young Matriarch-Chapter 441 - Are You Holding the Script for a White

Chapter 441: Chapter 441: Are You Holding the Script for a White Lotus Female Lead?

Chapter 441 -441: Are You Holding the Script for a White Lotus Female Lead?

Everyone looked at Tang Ke’s back as he seemed to persist in his folly, a hint of sympathy suddenly flickering in their eyes.

This foolish child might not be fully aware of the true power of the ancestor…

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Though they had convened for countless family summits, this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

But this didn’t interrupt the pleasant mood of their meal and casual conversation, especially with the elder ancestor present!

The Shen family’s old man indulged in wild stories while insisting on drinking alcohol.

Qi Mo couldn’t help but advise, “Old Master Shen, aren’t you supposed to avoid drinking too much? Be careful with your health.”

Old Master Shen bristled, immediately retorting, “Isn’t the elder ancestor here? She wouldn’t let anything happen to me!”

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly, “You can drink a little.”

The old man immediately beamed with joy.

Liu Jingyuan was still feeling somewhat dazed, wondering if he was dreaming? These were the grand figures he had admired for the first half of his life, and now they were sitting around the same table, eating, drinking, and chatting?

Old Master Shen, slightly drunk, began to express some dissatisfaction towards He Sulan, “I was wondering why your Zhongzhou He Family suddenly donated to a Haicheng middle school to refurbish the gymnasium, but it turns out you knew all along, didn’t you?”

He Sulan felt unjustly accused, “Wasn’t it because the elder ancestor chose to keep it a secret? Could I have revealed it beforehand? By the way, elder ancestor…”

Bai Chuwei lifted her gaze.

“My granddaughter Nana is considering getting engaged to her boyfriend. Would you have time to take a look?”

Bai Chuwei’s eyes flickered slightly before she spoke indifferently, “Your granddaughter doesn’t need to think about marriage for the next three years.”

He Sulan was startled, not thinking about marriage? Could it be…

He Sulan nodded again and again, “Thank you for the guidance, elder ancestor. I understand.”

With that troublesome Tang Ke no longer around, Bai Chuwei found the meal quite enjoyable, except for a small conflict when it came time to pay the bill.

Originally, as the host, Tang Ke should have been responsible for paying. But since Tang Ke ran off, the task fell upon the younger generation. Led by Old Master Shen, a group of family heads clamored to pay the bill, turning red-faced in their struggle—much to the amazement of the servers at Wumingju.

Unable to resolve the dispute, Bai Chuwei shook her head and was the first to leave Wumingju. Seeing a person not far away, the corners of her lips suddenly curled.

Wen Heng and Sun Xuanxuan were desperate to pull Tong Qingyan away, but Tong Qingyan brushed them off and strode towards Bai Chuwei.

“Bai, how are you? I heard you hit President Tang.” Tong Qingyan paused, then continued, “If you need any help, I’ll do my best to assist you.”

Tong Qingyan spoke earnestly, her pretty face so moving it was hard to resist.

Unfortunately, Bai Chuwei was accustomed to being unyielding and remained unmoved, even taking the opportunity to survey Tong Qingyan with interest, making Tong Qingyan somewhat embarrassed.

Wen Heng was so frightened that he repeatedly tugged at Tong Qingyan’s arm, a mix of shock and fear in his heart, “Qingyan, don’t be foolish. That’s the Tang family; we can’t afford to offend them. Shall we leave quickly?!”

But Tong Qingyan gently contradicted him, “Although we’ve graduated, we’re all from Haicheng and strangers in the Imperial Capital. We should help each other out, right? When you couldn’t find a hotel to stay in a few days ago, should I have just thrown you out? Not helped you?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Heng and Sun Xuanxuan instantly felt deeply ashamed. There was a reason why Tong Qingyan was called the school goddess—she truly had a helping heart.

Bai Chuwei’s voice was lazy, “Tong Qingyan, are you auditioning for the role of the White Lotus heroine?”