Bai Tang calmly walked into the living room.
"How dare you come back!" Bai Chengfeng said coldly. "Where were you tonight? You didn't answer my calls. Do you even see me as your father anymore?"
Bai Tang raised an eyebrow slightly, the corners of her mouth lifting into a faint, ambiguous smile as she looked at the three people before her.
Bai Xi'er's smug expression, Zhao Chengfang's disdainful glare, and Bai Chengfeng's furious eyes.
Tsk, what a united family, united in their hatred!
Bai Tang gazed at them, her smile widening, deepening.
Her eyes settled on Bai Chengfeng as she spoke with a grin: "Didn't you already disown me as your daughter in front of everyone? Why should I bother seeing you as my father?"
Bai Chengfeng froze, clearly not expecting Bai Tang to say such a thing!
After all, a few days ago at the banquet, though this brat had said plenty of inappropriate things that humiliated him, she still had the demeanor of a pushover.
But now, her attitude was so arrogant, completely disregarding him as her father.
"You ungrateful wretch, kneel down!" Bai Chengfeng roared in fury.
Bai Tang smirked, a hint of roguishness in her brow: "I'll kneel for you when you go underground to find my mother."
Bai Chengfeng trembled with rage, unable to control himself as he grabbed the ashtray beside him and hurled it at Bai Tang.
Bai Tang sidestepped to dodge it, laughing as she said, "Why throw those? Throw this!"
With that, she casually picked up a priceless antique vase worth tens of millions placed in the living room.
"Breaking this gives a real sense of accomplishment."
The girl grinned mischievously, a glint of cunning shining in her dark eyes.
The moment she finished speaking, she let go, and the antique vase shattered with a crash.
"Bai Tang, you're insane!" Bai Xi'er shrieked.
That was Dad's favorite vase.
More importantly, it was incredibly valuable!
But Bai Tang had just dropped it on the floor and smashed it, squandering tens of millions in a single second. Even if Bai Chengfeng was wealthy, it still stung!
Zhao Chengfang was even more furious, cursing, "You spend all day running around with shady people outside, and now you're not satisfied, coming back to throw your weight around at home! Do you have any sense of decency?"
Bai Tang looked at the woman—her well-maintained face was adorned with delicate makeup, and she had some charm, but the venomous look in her eyes twisted her features.
"You ungrateful brat, are you trying to kill me?"
The angrier Bai Chengfeng got, the more he couldn't help grabbing a cup from the table and hurling it at Bai Tang.
Bai Tang smirked, a faint, serene smile always lingering on her lips.
"Since Father enjoys breaking things so much, let me help you!"
With that, Bai Tang moved swiftly, walking over and casually pushing another antique vase off its stand.
Before Bai Chengfeng could curse, another sound of shattering porcelain rang out.
Crackling and crashing, debris scattered everywhere before Bai Chengfeng and the others snapped back to reality.
"Grab her!" Bai Chengfeng barked at the servants.
A crowd closed in, but they couldn't catch Bai Tang. Instead, she destroyed every antique porcelain piece in the living room.
In just a few short minutes, the entire living room was a mess.
Bai Tang stopped, walking back toward them with a flawless smile on her face: "So, how does it feel? Pretty satisfying, right?"
Bai Chengfeng glared at this daughter of his, feeling nothing but unfamiliarity, until he finally collapsed onto the sofa in fury.
Bai Tang laughed as she said, "Quick, get the old man his medicine. It'd be a shame if he kicked the bucket now!"
Bai Chengfeng's eyes were already starting to roll back.