The Young Matriarch

Chapter 135: Chapter 135 The Buttons on Your Sleeve Are Going to be Ripped Off

Their young master had never brought a female classmate home before, so in the eyes of the old butler, bringing someone home indicated that, at the very least, there was a romantic interest.

The three of them exchanged looks. Cao Yushu nervously glanced at Duan Feihan and explained, “You see, Fourth Master, my family’s butler, he…”

Duan Feihan adjusted his cufflinks with an indifferent tone, “Vision’s getting blurry in old age.”

Bai Chuwei blinked and suddenly called out, “Hanhan, you’re about to rip off the button on your sleeve.”

Duan Feihan’s fingers didn’t stiffen, and he let them fall back into his pocket, “…Oh.”

Soon, a short middle-aged couple came from the Cao Family kitchen, along with that disappointed old butler.

Clearly, Cao Yushu’s parents were already aware that Bai Chuwei was coming, and she was there to see a patient, not for a romantic encounter!

However, when they came out and saw Duan Feihan next to Bai Chuwei, the couple was stunned.

“Duan… Fourth Master Duan? To what do we owe the honor of your visit?” Cao Yushu’s father, Cao Jinhai, asked cautiously.

Although they were acquainted, their interactions with Duan Feihan were few and far between.

Duan Feihan said, “It’s raining outside, I gave her a ride here.”

From his words, it seemed that there was something special about the relationship between these two.

Cao Jinhai and his wife, Zhao Simeng, had been a loving couple for many years, but they had always felt a sense of guilt towards their son, Cao Yushu. Both parents were naturally short, resulting in their son also being quite short, and up to this day, he hadn’t had even one girlfriend.

The couple examined Bai Chuwei, who looked around the same age as their son, Cao Yushu. She seemed like a pure high school girl, casting doubts in their minds.

A two-hundred-year-old wild ginseng was not a concern for them; no matter how valuable, could it be more important than their son?

But wasn’t Bai Chuwei supposed to be an expert in treating shortsightedness, an ophthalmologist? How did she suddenly get involved with orthopedics?

Bai Chuwei had grown accustomed to these doubting looks. After all, having lived for five thousand years, she always appeared to be eighteen.

Bai Chuwei flicked her hair and said, “For such a minor illness, I could have sent my apprentice to administer the acupuncture. My presence here is because I have an additional request.”

“I’d like to order a meal, a table of gourmet dishes.”

When Cao Jinhai heard this, he couldn’t help laughing heartily, “Just a table of gourmet food, there’s nothing else uncle might not be good at, but I do know how to cook!” The pride of a star-rated chef.

“Name any dish, and I can make it for you without a doubt!”

Bai Chuwei’s lips curved into a meaningful smile, “Is that so?”

Bai Chuwei was very pretty, and she had a look that particularly appealed to the older generation. Although the couple didn’t hold much hope, they were willing to try.

The group proceeded to Cao Yushu’s room, where Bai Chuwei took down her empty backpack and pulled out an acupuncture kit. With a gentle push, the silver needles embedded there glinted chillingly under the light, making the Cao Family members swallow nervously.

Those needles… they were really long! Getting pierced by them must hurt a lot, right?

The butler leaned in, consoling the trembling Cao Yushu, “Young Master, I’ve heard from my friend, the butler at the Duan Family, that you have to pierce hard. The more agonizing the scream, the better the acupuncture! You’ll have to bear with it.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Duan Feihan glanced at Bai Chuwei, the girl still looked so innocent.

This was how she taught Liu Zhen, to fiercely jab his father, and even now, he could recall the sound of his father’s agonizing screams…

Upon hearing this, Cao Yushu’s face turned deathly pale. He bit his lip and shakily asked, “Bai classmate, shall we begin now?”

Bai Chuwei chose a two-inch-long silver needle, with a slight raise of her eyebrows, and spoke to Cao Yushu in a calm manner, “We can start now, first, take off your pants.”

A man’s emotionless voice sounded in her ear, “You’re going to take off his pants?”