The Young Matriarch

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 The Ancestor Doesn’t Want to Give Face

Liu Man felt indignant and asked with a playful tone, teasingly, “Weiwei, why did you prepare a gift for your eldest uncle’s family and not for us?”

Bai Chuwei replied calmly and indifferently, “Because I don’t want to.”

She thought those little trinkets were better off gathering dust in storage than being given to these scum.

Upon hearing this, Bai Hongguang and Liu Man nearly choked on their fury, staring at Bai Chuwei agape.

They had never expected Bai Chuwei to speak so bluntly, with no regard for their feelings!

What was key was that Bai Guofu wasn’t angry at Bai Chuwei at all, instead, he glared at them, seemingly thinking that the couple was not following the rules.

As the eldest person present from the Bai Family, who did she need to give face to? She did exactly as she pleased!

The main branch of the Bai Family, a family of four, watched with inner delight and their impression of Bai Chuwei improved even more.

It was known that due to Bai Hongguang’s ineptitude, the old man had always favored the second branch more.

Liu Man was so angry she could spit blood, fiercely clutching her handbag on her lap.

Who coveted Bai Chuwei’s junk anyway? How much could that trash possibly be worth?

Having lost face because of Bai Chuwei, Liu Man, who had a strong personality, insisted on regaining some of her dignity. She fixed a forced smile at Bai Chuwei, saying, “Weiwei, I know you are angry with mom for making Yinyin meet Professor Zhao. I did it for Yinyin’s future. If Yinyin can get on good terms with Professor Zhao Guangming, it might make it easier for her to get into Imperial Capital University later, right?”

Even the prestigious Bai Family held Imperial Capital University in awe; getting in on one’s own merit was something to be proud of. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

As expected, Bai Hongguang and Liu Man both noticed the evident shock on the faces of the elders from the main branch!

Even Bai Shang was surprised, “Professor Zhao Guangming? The same one who was a guest on the ‘National Treasure Calligraphy and Paintings’ show? That’s a real big shot!”

Bai Shang liked to collect antiques and calligraphy, so he frequently watched such shows.

“National Treasure Calligraphy and Paintings” was a wildly popular appraisal show on central TV a few years ago, and Professor Zhao was recognized as a master! Not only was he excellent at appraising calligraphy and paintings, but he was also a contemporary calligraphy master.

Liu Man nodded proudly, “That’s right. Yinyin is probably having a delightful chat with Professor Zhao right now.”

Bai Chuwei chuckled softly, “Delightful, hardly, but failing to click is certain.”

Bai Shang had been holding back his laughter, his mustache twitching, while Bai Ze could no longer contain himself and burst into hearty laughter right there.

Bai Shang’s face turned red as he tried to stifled his laughter; sensing the tense atmosphere, he quickly tried to smooth things over with a laugh, “Haha, thank you, Sister Weiwei, for the gift. Let me see what treasure my little cousin has given me.”

Bai Shang gently unrolled the scroll, revealing a landscape painting with a poem inscribed in an unknown script in the upper left corner.

Bai Shang did not recognize the script but was struck by the bold and unrestrained handwriting. Touching the material of the scroll, his expression changed slightly, “The texture and style of this painting… I get the feeling it resembles… a work from the Hanyua Country period?”

As soon as Bai Shang finished speaking, there was a knock at the door; Bai Yinyin walked in, chin up and strutting proudly, and said to the elder beside her, “Professor Zhao, please come in.”

All the Bai Family members present were astonished; Bai Yinyin had actually invited Professor Zhao to their private dining room?

When Bai Shang saw his idol Professor Zhao, he immediately placed the scroll on the table and stood up to greet him.

Suddenly, like a gust of wind, Zhao Guangming rushed forward, brushing past Bai Shang and fixating on the painting on the table, his voice trembling with excitement, “This… Who gave you this painting?!”

The script on it was written in Spiritual White Script!