Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 52: Tonight, I will find you in your dreams

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Tong Yunrou sneered. If her mother Chen Meihua knew about it underground, would she regret supporting Bai Chu?

Uncle Li stopped the car, and heard Tong Yun’s soft and Qingyan conversation when he came out, he couldn’t help frowning and said, "Miss Yunrou, Miss Qingyan, when the old lady was still alive, I heard The transfer of money to Ms. Bai Chu was not for supporting her, as if to thank her?"

Tong Yunrou had already blushed and sneered and said: "My mother was a strong woman in Haicheng before she was alive. She needs to thank an orphan without a father and no mother? Uncle Li, where can you be a driver? Withdraw?"

Her mother, Chen Meihua, had a brain congestion at the time and passed away very suddenly. She passed away in the hospital without a word of explanation.

Apart from funding the orphans, Tong Yunrou can't think of any reason for her mother to transfer money regularly every year!

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Uncle Li's face, and he left without saying anything.

Tong Qingyan covered her lips in astonishment: "This Bai Chu, is it the woman who rushed to fix Uncle Qi with her aunt?"

Tong Qingyan is only eighteen years old after all. She only knows that her aunt likes the third master of the Duan family and doesn't know other things.

Tong Yunrou looked complicated, and said solemnly: "Don't spread this matter, Qingyan, only you and I know."

Tong Yunrou was cold all over, if Duan Xiuqi knew that Bai Chu was back, then it would be useless for her father to force him to death!

Tong Yunrou looked at the bill and couldn't help but chuckle.

Presumably, Bai Chu didn't mix well, so he brazenly begged Tong's family to continue to fund it, right?

Tong Yunrou took the bill to find the courier who sent the shipment. Now the couriers are sent under the real name, and may be able to find some clues.

Tong Qingyan was standing at the door of her house, Qianli's figure was drawn by the shadow of the lamp in the room, she thought about it.

Are there too many people surnamed Bai recently?

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Bai Chuwei came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, went to the grocery room on the third floor, and smelled the aura from the pile of elixir, and sighed: "It's really a refreshing breath."

The snowball on his shoulder squeaked: ‘It’s the breath of money. ’Three hundred million!

Bai Chuwei thought that Duan Feihan was so generous, and smiled lightly: "You are so generous and good-looking, I will cure your dad."

Bai Chuwei went to bed and turned off the lights.

Snowball sat on the pillow and saw Bai Chuwei closed her eyes, surprised as if she had discovered a new world: "Old ancestor, you want to sleep?!"

Snowball thinks that the most useless thing in this attic is this bed. You have to know that the ancestors have lived for five thousand years, except that there is no emergence and ascension, and there is no difference between them and the gods, otherwise they would not be able to put them at hand. It is a little bit spiritual, just to let it accompany it to relieve boredom.

Sleep?

Sleep is only needed by ordinary humans. It doesn't matter whether the ancestors sleep or not.

The last time I slept, maybe it was four or five hundred years ago.

Bai Chuwei's voice is lazy: "Well, I'm going to find Liu Zhen."

The package of medicine she gave Duan Feihan was not enough to make Grandpa Duan’s stomach cancer better. She had to take a medicated bath and 13 Lingdao needles to assist, but she really didn’t want to go to Duan’s house for a doctor, so she stepped back. Just send an apprentice to get a few needles.

Although Liu Zhen looks down on her, in the world of ordinary people, Liu Zhen is indeed a master of Chinese medicine. It is best for him to administer injections.

So, before she left the elixir shop, she threw a sentence to the trembling Liu Zhen: "Tonight, I will come to find you in your dream."

The art of dreaming is very simple, for her there is no challenge.

But I don't know if Liu Zhen is not sleeping, Bai Chuwei waited for a minute without seeing anyone, and the ancestor became a little impatient.

Bai Chuwei's slender fingers propped up her chin, and a trace of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes. Would she like to go to Duan Feihan's dream? See what he is dreaming about.