The sickly one in F4 was the group's darling.

When Xu Yan saw the person who had arrived, his eyes lit up and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhao Shuo, you've come at the perfect time."

He took a half step back, neatly clearing the view, and raised his chin in Bai Ci's direction.

"We caught this kid sneaking around in the Third Young Master's private dressing room. When we asked him what he was doing there, he shamelessly claimed to be the young master of the Bai family and that he had come specifically to change clothes. Isn't that a coincidence? I saw him hiking up the mountain road that afternoon, dressed simply and plainly, like a scavenger. And then, in the blink of an eye, he sneaked into Qinglu Manor and hid in the Third Young Master's private dressing room."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Ci with a cold smile that said, "You're finished."

Xu Yan wasn't really that concerned about who this kid was. What he cared about was that if this kid really was from the Bai family, then what he had done on the mountain path that afternoon would have been suicide. So this person had to be a fake, he absolutely had to be.

The man called Zhao Shuo frowned, not in a hurry to speak. He glanced at Xu Yan's shirt, which was soaked with wine stains, then looked at Zhou Xu, and finally his gaze fell back on Bai Ci.

He looked her up and down; the custom-made clothes and the white falcon badge didn't seem to be fake, but he had never seen this face before.

"A member of the Bai family?" Zhao Shuo narrowed his eyes. "I've never seen you before."

Bai Ci looked at him and said, "You haven't met anyone from the Bai family either."

Zhao Shuo was taken aback, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

But unlike Xu Yan, he didn't get carried away. Instead, he stared at Bai Ci for two seconds, as if weighing something.

Then he suddenly turned around, patted Xu Yan on the shoulder, and said with a hint of amusement in his voice, "Alright, stop arguing here. The Third Young Master is in the banquet hall; I'll go get him."

He glanced at Bai Ci, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Once the Third Young Master arrives, we'll see whether he's a man or a ghost."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out, his footsteps gradually fading into the distance.

The walk-in closet fell silent again. Xu Yan leaned against the shelf, arms crossed, a smug, triumphant smile playing on his lips.

"Weren't you quite eloquent and assertive just now? When Third Young Master arrives, you can repeat that 'I am a member of the Bai family' statement again. I want to see if Third Young Master acknowledges you."

Zhou Xu remained silent, but his brows furrowed even more tightly than before. With Zhao Shuo gone, things had escalated completely.

The Third Young Master hates it when people cause trouble on his turf. No matter who the kid is, once the Third Young Master arrives, things will get messy.

Bai Ci stood still, calm and composed.

Xiao Qi said worriedly, "Bai Bai, Zhao Shuo went to call Bai Jiheng."

"Um."

"Aren't you worried at all? That's Bai Jiheng! Everyone in the industry says he has a fiery temper and is even harder to deal with than Bai Yanzhi!"

"Don't panic."

Why?

Bai Ci paused for a moment, then looked up and glanced in the direction of the door.

"Because I'm originally from the Bai family. And I'm also a little curious about how he'll handle this."

......

The banquet hall, bathed in warm light, was filled with guests, accompanied by melodious music and the soft clinking of glasses.

Bai Jiheng leaned alone on the sofa on the second-floor curved terrace, his long legs casually crossed, one hand resting on the armrest, his fingertips tapping idly.

This location offers a panoramic view, allowing you to see the entire banquet downstairs, while also conveniently avoiding the crowds, creating a private sanctuary away from the noise.

He doesn't like socializing. He only came tonight because the boss specifically asked him to show up. He's only here for a full hour; he'd be annoyed if he stayed even a minute longer.

Tsk, there's not even a trace of Bai Luochen, yet he's left sitting here for an hour.

He swirled the wine glass in his hand, the amber liquid slowly sliding down the side of the glass, reflecting the bright lights overhead and the hint of impatience in his eyes.

On the other side of the terrace, the other young men were still chatting enthusiastically about next month's racing league, but none of them dared to come over and disturb him.

Zhao Shuo hurried onto the terrace, only to be blocked at the entrance by two young men who wanted to strike up a conversation. He stepped aside, walked to Bai Jiheng's side, bent down, and lowered his voice:

"Third Young Master, something's happened in the dressing room. There's someone hiding there, wearing your custom-made clothes, and claiming to be from the Bai family. Xu Yan has cornered the person and insists he's an imposter."

Bai Jiheng casually swirled the champagne in his glass, not even lifting his eyelids: "What could possibly happen if Xu Yan and Zhou Xu dawdled for so long while changing clothes?"

He paused abruptly, his hand, which had been swirling the wine glass, suddenly stopped.

"Wearing my custom-made clothes, and claiming to be from the Bai family?"

"He said he was the young master of the Bai family. Xu Yan saw him on the mountain path and said he had walked up the mountain and was dressed in rags, not like someone from the Bai family. Xu Yan is currently blocking him and won't let him go."

Bai Jiheng placed his wine glass on the terrace table and turned his head. This was the first time he had looked Zhao Shuo in the eye that evening.

"Young Master?"

The thought of "Where did the Bai family get a young master?" had barely crossed his mind when he nipped it in the bud.

No, there is one. Bai Ci, that illegitimate younger brother who is not presentable in the Bai family, has virtually no presence. When was the last time he saw him? Last year's family banquet? The year before? Anyway, it was in some corner, head down, hair covering his face, he couldn't even remember what he looked like.

How did he suddenly appear in his own walk-in closet? And wearing his own clothes?

"Xu Yan is blocking him?" Bai Jiheng asked.

"Yes. Xu Yan insisted that he was impersonating someone and had an illegitimate background. He almost attacked him just now, but Zhou Xu stopped him in time."

Bai Jiheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly. The chuckle was not warm at all, but rather cold and ruthless.

Zhao Shuo was all too familiar with that expression; the last time he saw it was the day someone dared to steal his racing club's collection and was caught.

"Xu Yan is quite capable," Bai Jiheng said, his eyes filled with absurdity and sarcasm. "I lent him my space to change clothes, and my dressing room became the place where he interrogated the Bai family?"

Zhao Shuo lowered his eyes and held his breath, not daring to reply.

"Walk."

Bai Jiheng stood up and walked towards the corridor. His steps were unhurried, but the suppressed anger around him could not be hidden and pressed down heavily on the surroundings.

"Let's go see what kind of show of power Young Master Xu is trying to put on in my territory."

The air inside the walk-in closet was so stagnant it was suffocating.

Xu Yan was completely confident and quietly waited to watch the show.

He had already envisioned the scene: when Bai Jiheng pushed open the door and saw this young man of unknown origin who was impersonating the Bai family, he would definitely be furious instantly.

In his life, Bai Jiheng hated two things the most: others trespassing on his private territory and people daring to impersonate the Bai family to swindle and deceive.

The young man before them possessed both qualities. Even if he were to have some connection to the Bai family, given the Third Young Master's temperament, he would never tolerate it.

Zhou Xu, who was standing to the side, moved half a step towards the door without making a sound, creating some distance between himself and Bai Ci, but he did not stand next to Xu Yan.

He said nothing, did nothing, and simply stood in a position where he could disassociate himself at any time.

Compared to Xu Yan's straightforward impulsiveness and arrogance, Bai Ci found this understated tact even more unsettling.

Bai Ci stood still, quietly waiting for Bai Jiheng to arrive.