C10 Do You Want to Go Against Our Xinlan?!

"Grandpa, is there something you need? Just say it directly, I'm listening!"

The old man wanted her to come over, which could only mean going to the family home, and she didn't want to see any of them.

"Xinyan, Grandpa wants you to come over because there are a few things I need to ask you in person. It's hard to explain over the phone," he paused, then continued, "Sweetheart, where are you exactly? If needed, Grandpa can come get you."

Hearing this, Bai Xinyan quickly shook her head and replied, "No, no, that's not necessary. I'll just take a cab over!"

After hanging up, Bai Xinyan hailed a cab to the family home.

The ride took about ten minutes, and the car came to a smooth stop in front of the family’s villa. As Bai Xinyan got out, barely steady on her feet, a sudden slap landed hard on her face.

"Smack!"

Her head snapped to the side, and a burning pain spread across her cheek. She looked up to see a stylishly dressed woman, her face full of anger, glaring at Bai Xinyan with eyes that seemed to shoot fire.

In the family, the last person Bai Xinyan wanted to see was this woman—her stepmother, whom her father, Bai Mingchong, had married later on.

Hu Fanqin's slap wasn't light, and Bai Xinyan could taste a faint hint of blood in her mouth.

"You little troublemaker, what on earth were you thinking? Huh?! You actually went and disrupted the wedding! Are you deliberately trying to mess things up for our Xinlan?!" Hu Fanqin stormed in, pointing angrily at Bai Xinyan, her voice full of fury.

Bai Xinyan stood still, narrowing her eyes slightly, not quite understanding what Hu Fanqin was getting at.

"I'm telling you, now that Xinlan's wedding is off, you owe me an explanation today, or... or I'll make sure you never have a peaceful life!"

Hu Fanqin's sharp voice, filled with rage, was practically deafening.

So that's what this is about!

Bai Xinyan covered her cheek with her hand, pausing for a few seconds before suddenly breaking into a bright smile.

As she smiled, Bai Xinyan suddenly swung her hand, delivering two sharp slaps to Bai Xinlan's face.

"Smack! Smack!"

The sound of the slaps was crisp and loud.

Bai Xinlan, dressed in a Lolita-style dress with a wig, looking like a doll with several layers of false eyelashes, was left stunned. The porcelain-white face immediately bore the angry red imprint of five fingers.

Bai Xinlan was so shocked by the slaps that it took her a moment to scream, "Ah—"

"Xiner, are you... are you crazy? Why did you hit me?! Mom, sob... look at her... she hit me..."

Xinlan whimpered as she threw herself into Hu Fanqin's arms. Hu Fanqin caught her daughter, seeing her cry with such distress that her makeup was starting to run. She raised her hand high, ready to strike Xinyan's face again.

Xinyan glanced at Hu Fanqin's raised hand, a slight smirk playing on her lips. Though her face bore a smile, her eyes were cold, devoid of any warmth, like the grim reaper staring at someone on their deathbed.

"Listen carefully, Mrs. Hu. From now on, if you slap me once, I'll return it double to your precious daughter. You can test me if you don't believe it! I'm curious to see who faints from crying first—me or your darling daughter!"

Xinlan had a tendency to faint if she cried too long, so the entire Bai family pampered her without any limits, ensuring she never faced the slightest grievance.