The Young Matriarch

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 Grandpa, You Went Too Far

Her daughter had been educated in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since she was young. To think she would lose to a foster daughter? That was utterly laughable.

Bai Chuwei chuckled and shook her head, “Bai Yinyin, don’t you find it curious that Professor Zhao Guangming, head of the Calligraphy Department at Imperial Capital University, would leave behind thousands of students to fly from the Imperial Capital to Haicheng just to find you? I doubt even the national grand prize winner in calligraphy would receive such treatment.”

Bai Chuwei put down her chopsticks, her smile brimming as she looked at her: “For a second-place calligraphy prize winner in the whole city of Haicheng like you to prompt Zhao Guangming to take action? Then why wouldn’t he go directly to the first-place winner?”

Bai Yinyin was at a loss for words, staring at Bai Chuwei in shock.

Although she detested Bai Chuwei very, very much, she felt… there seemed to be some sense in what she said.

But… over the phone, Professor Zhao Guangming had made it crystal clear that he was looking for Bai student!

The only ones in the family besides her were Bai Chuwei.

Bai Chuwei knew a bit of medical knowledge, didn’t she? Studying medicine was really difficult, and Bai Chuwei, at eighteen, knew some medical arts—how could she have time to practice calligraphy as well? Impossible!

Bai Yinyin always felt that Bai Chuwei was deliberately disturbing her peace of mind. She gritted her teeth and retorted, “How do you know what Professor Zhao is thinking? Maybe he saw my effort, huh? I might not get that treatment, but do you?”

Bai Yinyin immediately took out her phone, found a photo, and said with disgust, “With your calligraphy like this, would Professor Zhao have come for you? Wake up!”

The photo Bai Yinyin released was of a prescription written by Bai Chuwei, the handwriting looked like gibberish, both ugly and illegible.

Bai Chuwei was speechless. Didn’t she understand the doctors’ shorthand?

Let her be. When the time came and she lost face, she couldn’t blame her ancestors for not warning her.

Seeing the situation, Bai Guofu knew something was amiss. Who was the ancestor? She would definitely not take what belonged to someone else.

Since the ancestor herself said it was for her, it must be more likely than not!

Bai Guofu immediately said to Bai Yinyin, “Yinyin, give me Professor Zhao Guangming’s phone number. He must have mistaken someone.”

Bai Yinyin’s eyes turned red instantly, she stood up angrily, slammed the table and shouted at Bai Guofu, “Grandpa, it was bad enough that you’ve always favored Bai Chuwei, I could overlook that! But this time it’s too much, it’s clearly my opportunity, why should it go to this foster daughter? Even if you ask, grandfather, I won’t agree!”

Bai Yinyin was so angry she threw down her chopsticks. The chair screeched as she pushed it back and ran upstairs, crying.

Bai Guofu watched in astonishment, heaving with anger: “I’m going to have a heart attack—this is the daughter you two raised? Acting like this? Shouting at her grandfather? I’ve said it before, Bai Chuwei is the Bai family’s ancestor, the foster daughter is just in name! Did it go in one ear and out the other for you?”

The couple chuckled awkwardly, they wanted to believe it too.

But who would believe that an eighteen-year-old girl was the family’s ancestor?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Liu Man curled her lip and said, “Old Master, it’s obviously Yinyin’s opportunity, but you insist on giving it to some lower-class foster daughter. If Yinyin didn’t have a bit of a temper, she’d probably have no place in this family!”

Bai Hongguang was still eating, and couldn’t help adding sarcastically, “Dad, feudal dynasties are long gone, we don’t have blind filial piety anymore.”

Bai Guofu felt like fainting from the vexation caused by his second son’s family. What a bunch of eccentrics; his eldest son’s family was nothing like this.

Bai Guofu looked at Bai Chuwei, who was unconcerned, and gasped for air, saying, “Ancestor, tomorrow, yes, tomorrow at the Bai Family family gathering, you and Xiaofu, my eldest son’s family, should formally meet.”

Bai Chuwei’s hand holding the chopsticks paused, her expression changing subtly.

The Bai Family’s main house…