The internet-famous model saw stars from the slap. Clutching her burning cheek, she was utterly stunned.
But her mind worked fast, and she immediately began scheming.
She looked at Bai Zhengling again, her gaze so heated it could almost set someone ablaze.
What decrepit old man?
He was a walking mountain of gold, a living god of wealth-her silver-haired baby!
Just a tiny bit slipping through his fingers would be enough to fill her pockets and set her up for life!
If she could latch onto the Bai Family Head, why would she ever have to put up with Wang Zicong again?
She could tell him to get lost!
Yet, to everyone's surprise, Bai Zhengling did not immediately enter the club after getting out of the car.
He simply stood quietly at the entrance, leaning on his Dragon Head Cane, as though waiting for someone even more important.
The sight made Wang Zicong and the others, who had been about to slip away, stop in their tracks.
Huddled in a corner, they began whispering among themselves.
"What's going on? The Bai Family Head is actually waiting for someone?"
"My god, who in Modu could make Bai Zhengling personally stand at the entrance to welcome them?"
"All this fanfare... could it be some incredibly powerful figure from Longdu?"
"Impossible! Even for those big shots in Longdu, the Bai Family Head wouldn't act like this!"
Speculation flew. Everyone craned their necks, eager to see just who commanded such extraordinary respect.
Wang Zicong's heart began pounding uncontrollably.
It seemed he was about to witness something truly monumental today!
Just then.
Rumble!
An utterly unremarkable ride-hailing car with a green license plate rolled up quietly and stopped outside the Bund No. 8 Club.
Beside the rows of limited-edition supercars, it looked completely out