Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

The system shut up immediately.

She didn’t have time to ask the system in detail. After the deduction, she had only one hour remaining. She had more important things to do right now.

Bai Weiwei got out of bed. As she rushed to the door she saw Qin Qiu come in and look at her with astonishment.

Bai Weiwei had seen him several times before. After all, he was the hospital director.

She said sharply: “Hello, Director. Where is this?”

Upon waking up, her room had changed completely. Was this the hospital’s super VIP ward?

Qin Qiu immediately said: “This is your fiance’s home. You see, your father wants you to cultivate deeper feelings… what the f*ck are you doing?”

Bai Weiwei grabbed his clothes, like a hungry wolf hunting a sheep.

Not hearing a word he said, she grabbed his phone from his pocket and called her father.

As soon as the phone connected, she ranted, “Dad, Bai Yaoyao, that b*tch, tried to kill me. When I had a heart attack, she took my medicine. She tried to steal my fiance and my company. I’m lucky I didn’t die. Last time, she even ordered An Le to kill me by kidnapping and drowning me. You’d better have someone put her under control and wait for me to come back…”

She paused for a moment before slowly and forcefully saying, “I’m going to slap her 1,800 times to help her realize, the pheasant can never become the phoenix. If she wants to become a phoenix, I’ll make her into a stew.”

The phone was silent for a long time, as though the person on the other end were digesting her words.

Then there was a little chuckle. “Sister, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’ve been ill for such a long time, it seems you have a problem with your mind.”

Bai Weiwei’s heart trembled. Bai Yaoyao?

“Where’s my dad?”

“You mean our dad? He’s asleep, you shouldn’t bother him so late at night.”

Bai Weiwei smiled coldly. “What do you want?”

Bai Yaoyao also smiled coldly. “What do I want? I want you dead. Can you die?”

Bai Weiwei took a deep breath. “He’s your father, too. Don’t hurt him.”

Bai Yaoyao clenched her teeth. “Is he my dad? You ask yourself, Bai Changyan only sees you as his child. I’m just a fu*king weed. He was so anxious when something happened to you. If I died, he wouldn’t even blink.”

As she stepped out, Bai Weiwei saw a completely unfamiliar place. It was a huge living room with a dazzling, expensive chandelier.

The housekeeper was on duty late at night, and the servants kept silent.

The doors were specially designed, and couldn’t be opened without permission.

Was this Ye Yuxuan’s house?

Only then did Bai Weiwei have the chance to think about what a rich man her strange and unreliable fiance was.

“What do you want? As long as you don’t hurt dad, I’ll do anything.” Bai Weiwei’s weakness was Bai Changyan.

When Bai Changyan was young, he was tricked, leading to the illegitimate daughter Bai Yaoyao.

But to Bai Weiwei, Bai Changyan was full of love.

Bai Yaoyao smiled happily. “Sister, my sister, who was always like a queen, are you angry at me? I’m at home right now. Dad’s right here.”

Bai Weiwei had already reached the front door. The woman’s voice was still loud through the phone.

“Dad is tied to a bomb, and now I want you to choose: your life, or his?”