Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Chapter 52: Tonight, I will come to find you in your dream

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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 when he just came out, he heard Tong Yunrou's conversation with Tong Qingyan, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Miss Yunrou, Miss Qingyan, when the old lady was still alive, I heard that it was given to Bai Qingyan. Miss Chu didn't transfer money because she was helping her, but as if she was thanking her?"

Tong Yunrou's eyes were already red with anger, and she sneered and sneered: "My mother was a strong woman in Haicheng before her death, and she needs to thank an orphan who has no parents? Uncle Li, how can you be a driver? Why don't you quit? "

In addition to sponsoring orphans, Tong Yunrou couldn't think of any reason for her mother to transfer money regularly every year!

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

Tong Qingyan covered her lips in astonishment: "Is this Bai Chu the woman who rushes to repair Uncle Qi with my aunt?"

After all, Tong Qingyan was only eighteen years old. She only knew that her aunt liked the third master of the Duan family, but she didn't know anything else.

Tong Yunrou had a complicated expression, and said very solemnly: "This matter, Qingyan, please don't spread it out, only you and I know."

Tong Yunrou's body was cold, 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 that Bai Chu didn't get along very well, so that's why he shamelessly begged the Tong family to continue to make money.

Tong Yunrou took the bill to find the courier who sent the package. Now the courier is sent with real name, so he might be able to find some clues.

Tong Qingyan stood at the door of the house, Qian Li's figure was pulled by the shadow of the lamp in the room, and she thought.

Are there too many people with the surname Bai recently

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

The snowball on the shoulder squeaked: 'It's the smell of money. 'Three hundred million!

Thinking that Duan Feihan is so generous, Bai Chuwei hooked her lips and chuckled: "You are so generous and good-looking, I will definitely cure your dad."

Bai Chuwei went to bed and turned off the light.

Xueqiu sat on the pillow and saw Bai Chuwei closed her eyes, she was astonished as if she had discovered a new continent: "Old Ancestor, are you going to sleep?!"

Xueqiu believes that the most useless thing in this attic is this bed. You must know that the ancestor has lived for five thousand years, except that he has not ascended as a feather. , just to let it accompany to relieve boredom.

sleep

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

The last time I slept was probably four or five hundred years ago.

Bai Chuwei said in a lazy voice, "Well, I'm going to find Liu Zhen."

The package of medicines she gave Duan Feihan was not enough to heal Mr. Duan's stomach cancer. He had to take a medicated bath and thirteen needles of Lingdao to help her, but she really didn't want to go to Duan's house to see a doctor, so she settled for the next best thing and sent an apprentice. Just get a few stitches.

Although Liu Zhen doesn't look down on her, but in the world of ordinary people, Liu Zhen is indeed a master of Chinese medicine, and it is best to let him perform needles.

So, before she left the Spirit Medicine Workshop, she threw a sentence to Liu Zhen who was trembling: "Tonight, I will come to find you in your dream."

The art of entering a dream is very simple, and there is no difficulty for her.

But I don't know if Liu Zhen didn't sleep, Bai Chuwei waited for a minute and didn't see anyone, and the ancestor was a little impatient.

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