“Xi Ruo, I have never criticized you for what you did to Qian Mo. I just hope that you can get along peacefully. Even if you can’t be sisters, you should at least understand that you are family.”

Bai Xiruo sneered inwardly.

A family?

Heh, if Han Songyan hadn't been given leverage over her, and if the birthday party had gone ahead as planned, that old man would have publicly announced that he was completely severing ties with her.

Without the Bai family's protection, she will find it extremely difficult to even make a living in the entertainment industry, let alone become a high-society socialite.

They've driven her to this point, yet they still have the audacity to say they're family?

The old man wouldn't care about her feelings for the sake of his own granddaughter. Even if Bai Kangyan truly treated her as his own daughter, he would still sacrifice her without hesitation in front of his biological daughter.

However, no one can stop Bai Xiruo from getting what she wants!

"Let's not talk about that anymore, the porridge is getting cold, you should drink it quickly."

Seeing that Bai Xiruo didn't want to talk about these things anymore, Bai Kangyan stopped bringing it up.

His hopes were repeatedly dashed, and he longed to end things with his daughter. But how could he possibly sever the bond he had built with his daughter over twenty years?

With something on his mind, Bai Kangyan gulped down the pumpkin porridge in a few big mouthfuls.

After Bai Kangyan finished his dinner, Bai Xiruo made an excuse to throw out the trash and left the ward.

She stood at the stairwell, holding her phone, her gaze fixed intently on the screen, until ten minutes later, when she coldly turned and walked back into the ward.

As she expected, Bai Kangyan was lying on his side on the sofa, fast asleep.

She had added a lot of sleeping pills to the pumpkin porridge; thankfully, she had prepared them in advance.

With a cold gaze sweeping over Han Songyan on the hospital bed, Bai Xiruo slowly walked over.

"If you had died when you fell, you would have been completely free and wouldn't have had to suffer again. I don't want you to die either, but you won't listen to me now and insist on getting so close to Bai Qianmo. You know I want to act in the play 'The Legend of 1900,' but you still gave the role to Bai Qianmo. You are really biased."

Bai Xiruo spoke with a sinister smile, her whole demeanor somewhat crazed.

She rummaged through her purse and pulled out a pre-prepared syringe containing half a tube of bright yellow liquid.

"Rather than letting you lie half-dead in bed, I'd rather give you a release and let you leave this world peacefully. To be honest, I'm really a little reluctant to part with you. Before Bai Qianmo returned to the Bai family, I also regarded you as my most beloved mother. It's just a pity that fate played a trick on me, putting me on the opposite side."

As Bai Xiruo spoke, she lifted the blanket and aimed the injection needle at Han Songyan's arm: "Oh, by the way, you probably don't know that Bai Qianmo is a superhuman, right? Hehe, that's quite surprising. But so what if she's a superhuman? In the end, she still fell into my hands, didn't she? Mom, may you rest in peace."

With a final cry of "Mom," Bai Xiruo raised the injection needle with a sinister look in her eyes and stabbed it viciously into Han Songyan's arm.

Just as the needle was about to pierce Han Songyan's arm, a flash of white light appeared.

The next second, Bai Xiruo's wrist was grabbed tightly, and the other person twisted her arm behind her back, causing her arm to feel a tearing pain.

She looked up in a panic and saw a sinister face staring at her with a sly smile.

"Hehe, my junior sister's prediction was indeed accurate. Seeing that Han Songyan is still alive, you poisonous woman will find another opportunity to make a move."

Bai Xiruo recognized the other person at a glance; he was one of the people Bai Qianmo had brought.

So, Bai Qianmo already knew she was the one who pushed Han Songyan down the stairs?

No, that's impossible. How could Bai Qianmo know?

After Han Songyan's incident, she entered Longxi Garden from outside the main gate, so she had a clear alibi.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all. Let me go! Were you sent by Bai Qianmo to frame me?"

"Frame you? Do you think your skin is made of a city wall?" To prove his guess, Gu Shenglin reached out his other hand and pinched Bai Xiruo's face hard.

"Ah!" Bai Xiruo screamed in pain.

"They're really shameless. Their true colors are already showing, yet they still want to keep lying."