Capítulo 1479: Chapter 1479: I Don’t Want This Anymore
Wuming’s long, butterfly-wing-like eyelashes fluttered gently as he smiled and said, “I am your little fox.”
Su Qiuqiu cried, “You nasty brother, don’t flirt with my goddess right in front of ! Or I’ll hit you!”
Wuming: “…” Is this called flirting?
Wuming suddenly wanted to tear his cheap sister’s mouth apart.
Su Jing was shocked; have these people figured out who is Bai Chuwei’s official partner?
Mr. Duan, where’s your presence?!
Duan Feihan stood silently beside Bai Chuwei, with a slight frown, lost in thought.
Wuming looked over at the heartbroken grand elder, who almost burst into tears, clutching the wooden box tightly, every step felt heartbreaking, moving as slow as a snail.
Bai Chuwei smiled and said, “Fox Clan elder, I won’t take your sacred object for free.”
The grand elder, a rather handso old male fox, was also Su Qiuqiu’s late mother’s brother, Su Qiuqiu’s uncle.
In their clan, the females are the saintesses, and the male foxes are generally the elders.
The grand elder looked at Bai Chuwei plaintively; what does she an by ‘won’t take it for free’? Our young master has already said to give it to you!
Bai Chuwei isn’t marrying into their clan; they’re at a loss, a big loss!
Bai Chuwei said aningfully, “If I gave your Fox Clan a successor, would it be worth it?”
As soon as these words ca out, a group of Fox Clan elders and nannies surrounded her, their eyes glowing as they looked at Bai Chuwei, “Really?!”
If they could really have a successor, giving away the sacred object would be worth it!
Why didn’t Bai Chuwei say so earlier?
Before Bai Chuwei could answer, a nanny looked doubtful, not believing it, “You can give our Fox Clan a successor? If you could, why haven’t you had a child yourself?”
Just after saying this, the group of elders and nannies looked at Duan Feihan next to them, suddenly realized, and stopped asking.
Duan Feihan’s temple twitched, “…”
Ha, here we go again!
Bai Chuwei raised her slender finger, gently pinching the air, and smiled, “The marriage fate of your clan’s saintess is coming, within three months.”
With marriage cos the possibility of a successor.
The ancestor never missed predicting marriages; previously, He Nana finally t her true Emperor, Zhou Chen. Not long ago, she even received a letter from the He family, saying that Nana was already pregnant and preparing to host the wedding with Zhou Chen, hoping the ancestor could attend if she had ti.
Su Qiuqiu was astonished, “My marriage? Isn’t my marriage with you?”
Bai Chuwei: “…”
Su Qiuqiu was incredulous, chattering on, “Which guy looks better than you? I only like good-looking ones! He better not be ugly. I don’t want an ugly guy!”
If her nasty brother wasn’t her real brother, looking at Wuming’s face, Su Qiuqiu would think her nasty brother was also okay.
The elders got excited; nothing beats having a successor for the clan’s prosperity. With marriage, how far can a successor be?
The grand elder no longer walked slowly like a snail, taking a few big steps to Wuming and straightforwardly placed the wooden box containing the Fox Clan’s sacred object into Wuming’s hands.
Wuming looked at Bai Chuwei, his delicate Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, and handed the wooden box to Bai Chuwei.
“You were right earlier, I owe you.” He glanced at Duan Feihan beside him, paused, and said, “I owe you both.”
The people around were clueless, clearly not understanding the aning behind Wuming’s words.
Bai Chuwei frowned slightly, suddenly took a step closer to Wuming, raised a finger, and pressed it against his forehead, her beautiful eyes eting his cold, clear ones, her expression slightly changing.
With one finger probing his mind, all his mories were revealed to her.
Bai Chuwei’s finger slid from Wuming’s forehead, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly changed her mind, “I don’t want this anymore.”
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