The Young Matriarch

Chapter 27: Get Rid Of Your Brand Ambassador, Duan Xiuqi

Editor: Henyee Translations

Bai Chuwei smiled and opened the car’s door to walk towards the Bai Family’s residence with her backpack slung on her shoulder.

She dialed a number on her new phone and a young man’s magnetic voice could be heard from the other end. “Hello?”

Bai Chuwei spoke in her usual tone. “It’s me. Moyun is one of your businesses, right? Get rid of your brand ambassador, Duan Xiuqi. I find him irritating.”

Dozens of silent seconds elapsed and all of a sudden, a trembling voice containing traces of shock, shouted out. “I-It’s… you? Ancestor? You have a phone now? You’ve descended the mountains?”

“En.” Bai Chuwei answered and hung up the call.

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A black, classy yet conspicuous Rolls Royce was parked by the side of the road. The man was seated in the driver seat and appeared normal. But upon closer inspection, one could see that the tips of his ears had turned red.

Duan Feihan suddenly closed his eyes and heaved a long sigh before stepping on the accelerator. The car went in the direction of the Duan Family’s residence.

Before Duan Feihan reached home, the third young master of the Duan Family, Duan Xiuqi, had already returned to the residence.

Duan Xiuqi turned thirty eight this year. He had become famous on his debut at the age of eighteen, and remained extremely popular during the past twenty years. His skin was very well maintained, making him resemble a young man in his early twenties. He was currently dressed in a simple set of fashionable and well coordinated clothing. Beside him, stood a beautiful woman with an elegant demeanor, holding a pearl handbag in her hands.

Duan Xiuqi was in a trance as he seemed to have seen the girl of his dreams pass by him.

Tong Qingyan’s aunt, Tong Yunrou looked at Duan Xiuqi’s expression and tightly grasped his arm. “Xiuqi, don’t let your mind wander too much. Let’s go in and visit your father.”

Duan Xiuqi had a complicated look on his face and subconsciously pulled his arm out of her grip.

Twenty years ago when he was eighteen, he encountered the love of his life. It was someone whom he wanted to marry regardless of her refusal!

In the end, the woman fled and he could not locate her even after searching throughout China. As a result, he debuted with resigned feelings and stood under the glamorous lights, so that she could easily find his whereabouts if she missed him even in the slightest.

However, even with his public declaration that he would wait twenty years for her, that beautiful young lady still did not appear.

Tong Yunrou had been secretly in love with him ever since he was young and everyone in the upper society of Sea City knew that she would never marry, unless the groom was Duan Feihan.

After the agreement of twenty years passed, old man Tong had personally come to the Duan Family and forced them to marry.

The wedding preparations were currently in process but unexpectedly, old man Duan was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Duan Xiuqi had used various means, repeatedly, to cancel the wedding in the recent past.

Hence, Tong Yunrou feared that he would cancel the wedding with the reason that his father was seriously ill, and was nearing his death. Therefore, she had specially gone to invite the medical expert Liu Zhen!

Duan Xiuqi furrowed his brows and asked her. “Liu Zhen is really capable of curing cancer?”

This was cancer, that they were talking about. Even the well developed western medicine was incapable of curing it till date.

Both of them headed for old man Duan’s courtyard while conversing. Upon entering, they saw Liu Zhen standing by the bed looking dazed and pale at the same time. There was another doctor present, who was checking the old man Duan’s condition.

A doctor with the stethoscope in his hands exclaimed. “Miracle. It’s a miracle! Old man Duan’s breathing is much smoother than before and his various physical indices have also improved!”

“I’ve never seen a miraculous doctor like this who could achieve such great effects with just needles!”

“…”

Tong Yunrou looked at Duan Xiuqi with pride and went towards Liu Zhen. “Mr Liu, thank you for your help today. I hope that you could spare us the honor of your appearance on our wedding day.”

The moment she said that, Liu Zhen’s aged face became awkward and extremely pale.