Chapter 049: Postponement of the Wedding

Bai Chuwei restrained her smile, curled her hair, and prepared to take a bath, and asked casually, "Did you send a letter to the Tong family?" ”

Snowball held the biscuit and nibbled on it, nodding again and again: "It's sent, a reminder bill every day." ’

Bai Chuwei has a lot of property in her hands, and 400 million yuan is just a dollar on the ground for her, whether she picks it up or not.

But these 400 million, the Tong family must kneel and present it to her, to see if she wants it or not.

Bai Chuwei looked lazy and said casually: "Well, send a reminder every day." ”

When the one-month deadline is up, if you don't pay back the money, don't blame the old ancestor for being ruthless.

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Duan Feihan drove back to the courtyard of the Duan family's villa and walked into the warm yellow reception hall, he was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere.

A woman in her thirties who was extremely well groomed was crying in the arms of another noblewoman, and across from her sat a man in a cold denim outfit.

Duan Xingye walked over quietly and pulled Duan Feihan's sleeve: "Fourth uncle, third uncle said that grandpa was in a bad situation and wanted to postpone his marriage with Aunt Tong, and the two had a dispute." ”

The lady patted Tong Yunrou's back and looked at Duan Xiuqi with some complaints: "Xiuqi, you said that if you don't get married, you won't get married, isn't that okay?" ”

Duan Xiuqi's hand was on his jeans, and his tone was a little cold and sneering: "How did this marriage come about, you don't know?" ”

Duan Xiuqi had no wishes in his life, he wandered in the first eighteen years, and in the last eighty years, he repented of himself.

If it weren't for Tong Yunrou's father forcing him to die, he wouldn't have gotten married.

It is said that Tong Yunrou, Tong Qingyan's aunt, has always been in love with him and has been waiting for him for 20 years.

Phew, what did he say after waiting for that woman for twenty years? Is there a return?

Tong Yunrou sat up from the noble lady's arms, looked at Duan Xiuqi opposite with red eyes, and said in a choked voice: "It's been twenty years!" Bai Chu has disappeared for twenty years, can't you still let it go? What are you afraid that the old man has had three long and two short recently, we are not good at getting married at this time, and you are obviously still thinking about that woman. ”

Duan Xiuqi opened his eyes, and his voice was cold: "No, my father has been seriously ill recently, and I was suddenly stopped from endorsing on my mobile phone, there are too many things, and it is better to postpone the marriage." ”

The mobile phone endorsement was stopped, and Duan Xiuqi still hasn't figured it out.

At this time, Duan Fei's cold voice jumped, like cold dew in the cool breeze: "Father will not be seriously ill, the third brother and sister-in-law can prepare for the wedding." ”

Everyone's eyes looked towards Duan Feihan, and Duan Xiuqi met his gaze, and the cold light collided.

Duan Xingye had already taken the package of medicinal herbs excitedly, and ran in the direction of the kitchen, shouting as he ran:

"Quick, I've got the medicine back, hurry up and boil it for my grandfather to drink."

Several Chinese medicine masters gathered around to boil medicine, and the bitter and astringent taste of Chinese medicine permeated the entire hall on the first floor, and from time to time there were exclamations from old gentlemen:

"Fu Linzi and Gui Chu are used together? Yes, yes, I remember that the ancient book said that the combination of these two flavors of medicine is extremely nourishing to the stomach. Wizard! The person who prescribed this prescription is a genius! ”

"These herbs are very readily available and quite cheap. There are many flavors and medicines in it, but they are dissolved by another medicine, and the toxicity has produced a miraculous effect. Who wrote this prescription? What a genius! ”

The other old gentleman had scarlet eyes, and he reached out to grab it, regardless of the remaining decoction residue.

Bai Chuwei did not give a prescription, but directly gave a package of medicinal materials, these old gentlemen wanted to learn, they could only distinguish the medicine from these dregs.

They counted them, and finally summed up almost with their jaws dropped: "This pair of potions will cost at most three hundred yuan." ”

To cure stomach cancer, spend three hundred?

This is going to shock the world, right?

Duan Feihan glanced at it obliquely and didn't speak.

Three hundred?

He spent three hundred million.