The Young Matriarch

Chapter 31: The Debt Of Four Hundred Million Yuan

Editor: Henyee Translations

The express delivery services in China were well developed and an urgent delivery between villas in the same city could be delivered in a couple of hours.

The Tong Family received the letter an hour later.

“Ridiculous! She’s asking us for four hundred million yuan? Is this a prank or plain extortion?” A middle-aged man with a pot-belly, shouted furiously.

He was the son, whom Chen Meihua gave birth to when she was abducted in the mountain area. Afterwards, he was taken to the Sea City and changed his surname to follow his stepfather.

Old man Tong furrowed his brows and looked at the signature at the bottom. “Bai Chu? This seems to be the name of the account holder whom Chen Meihua would transfer money to regularly.”

Tong Qingyan who just returned from the Duan Family, had an ugly expression on her face. The thought of the fourth young master sending back a girl in his personal car, made her feel uncomfortable. She could feel that he did not treat her as a normal person of the opposite gender. The moment she entered the doors, she heard the conversation between her grandfather and her father.

Tong Qingyan immediately inquired about the situation.

After she understood the reason behind, her refined brows knitted together as she said, “Grandfather, father, on what basis do we have to give her our hard earned money?”

“Grandmother used to sponsor poor students and it didn’t matter if they did not repay her. But this Bai Chu is so greedy to be asking for four hundred million yuan. This is nothing but extortion!”

After giving it some thought, she continued. “Grandfather, could it be that Bai Chu knows that aunt Yunrou would be marrying uncle Duan Xiuqi and therefore, she wants to deliberately extort some money from us?”

The entire country knew that Tong Yunrou would be marrying the famous actor, Duan Xiuqi, and it was likely that Bai Chu knew of it as well.

Tong Qingyan was already in a bad mood and coupled with the creditor’s note, she felt even more vexed and tore it into pieces. “Our Tong Family has businesses all around the country. I’d like to see how this Bai Chu shall make us ‘bear the consequences’.”

The entire Tong Family burst into laughter.

She was right. Even though they were not amongst the oldest families, they were still in the top ranks within the Sea City. Moreover, when Tong Yunrou enters the Duan Family in the future, they would be considered as one of them. Who would dare to challenge the position of the Tong Family at that time?

If that Bai Chu had guts, she had better directly come knocking on their door to ask for the money!

Bai Chu was simply a brainless idiot, who dared to mail such a note!

The entire Tong Family snickered at this scene and did not take the letter to heart.

Even though Bai Chuwei had not witnessed the Tong Family’s performance, she did not care. What she had the most was patience. Anyways, she had mentioned in the letter that she would give them one month to prepare the money.

Bai Chuwei grabbed a piece of paper and swiftly wrote down a list of medicinal ingredients on it. When she finished writing, she took a screenshot and was about to send it to Duan Xingye to prepare it for the patient.

But Bai Chuwei paused suddenly and a fox-like smile curled up on her lips.

Snowball who was right beside her: “!!!”

The moment Bai Chuwei revealed that smile, it was never a good sign. It meant that she was about to con someone.

Bai Chuwei slipped the list into her table drawer and tapped on Duan Feihan’s chat. Her slender and white fingers rapidly tapped on the screen.

Your Ancestor: [Mr Duan, the prescription is ready. Come and fetch me tomorrow after school so that we can purchase the medicinal ingredients together.]

From the rumors, it seemed like the Duan Family was showing the signs of overtaking the eight aristocratic families, under Duan Feihan’s management.

If so, he must be rich and she ought to siphon off more money from him tomorrow.

Duan Feihan: [Ok.]

His response had basically ended the conversation and Bai Chuwei could not think of anything in response. Just as she was about to close the chat, he sent another message.

Duan Feihan: [Thank you Miss Bai.]

Bai Chuwei: …

Your Ancestor: [… You’re Welcome]

A man dressed in a suit and leather shoes was seated before his table as his black eyes stared at the extremely awkward chat. He silently pulled out several books from his bookshelf titled, ‘Teach You How to Text’, ‘The Art of Language’, ‘People Who Can Talk Have High EQ’.