After three days in the hospital, not a single member of the Bai family had shown up. Instead, that white lotus sister, Bai Xier, sent a gloating message, telling her to come back tomorrow for her eighteenth birthday party!
Tomorrow was also the original owner's birthday.
Every year on her birthday, Bai Xier was the center of attention, while the original owner's alternative style was, in her father's eyes, a disgrace to his face. Whenever guests came, he'd directly tell her not to come downstairs!
There was no doubt what tomorrow would be like—Bai Tang didn't even need to think about it!
Realizing her birthday was also her death day, Bai Tang couldn't help but sigh at how full of malice fate was toward her.
So much so that she couldn't help but spare a shred of sympathy for the original owner.
Bai Tang had no desire to get involved in all these disputes, and naturally, she wouldn't go back to attend that birthday party.
Leaving the hospital room, Bai Tang walked slowly. With multiple fractures in her body, she couldn't pick up the pace.
Nearby, a group of doctors and nurses rushed past, pushing a dying patient on a gurney. "Excuse us, make way..."
Everyone quickly stepped aside. Someone jostled Bai Tang, and she stumbled forward, about to fall.
Just as she was about to hit the ground, she instinctively reached out to grab someone nearby, but her hand only touched the fabric of their pants—material that felt incredibly smooth.
Riiip...
The sound wasn't particularly noticeable amid the surrounding noise.
"Thud!"
She landed on the ground, clutching both of the person's long legs, a torn piece of pant leg fabric still in her hand.
The hallway quickly fell quiet.
Above her, a deep, pleasant voice carried a bone-chilling coldness: "Had enough of holding on?"
Bai Tang felt like her barely recovering body was about to fall apart again from the fall.
Gripping the torn pant leg, she slowly got up, but her movement was a bit too abrupt. With another riiip, the entire pant leg tore off completely.
Bai Tang: "..."
I didn't mean to, dammit!
She turned her head. Long pants had become shorts.
Looking at those perfectly muscled, strikingly handsome long legs, Bai Tang directly grabbed his calf and slowly stood up.
Once upright, Bai Tang lifted her gaze and met a pair of icy, chilling eyes.
A face of stunning, almost demonic beauty—yet not effeminate. Instead, the bone-piercing coldness radiating from him made him appear exceptionally striking and eerie.
Refined features, more enchanting than any woman's. Everything in the world seemed utterly ordinary next to this man's breathtaking looks.
What a peerlessly magnificent man!
The man stared coldly at her, his aura sharp and oppressive, exuding immense pressure.
This powerful presence drove away the onlookers.
Chuyi watched the calm, composed girl before him. Her golden hair was blindingly bright.
That alternative hairstyle was held together solely by her delicate, pretty face!
Chuyi was slightly stunned. This girl was the first to stay so calm under their boss's icy, fierce aura.
Of course, she was also the first to dare publicly tear off the boss's pants!
And she was probably the first the boss wanted to personally kill!
After finishing her appreciation of the beauty before her, Bai Tang flashed the handsome man a perfectly innocent, harmless smile. "Sorry, operator error."
Bai Tang lowered her gaze, landing on the man's straight, long legs, and couldn't help but remark, "Your legs are really nice. The feel is good too!"
Chuyi: "..."
Girl, how do you want to die?