The Seventh Bride

"Dear sister, is it time to give up?" Vivian Bai smiled complacently. She nestled her body deliberately in Annan Lin's arms and
stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.
Facing such defiance, even the most cowardly person should know how to fight.
Ivanka Bai nodded and sneered: "Very well, but don't get too smug. You think I'm a bully, don't you? If I were to die with you
today, I would not let your treachery succeed!"
"What do you want to do?" Vivian Bai's face sank.
"I'm going back to tell Old Madam that my name is Ivanka Bai, not Vivian Bai, and that everything was designed by you and
Young Lord Lin. You say, if Old Madam knows the truth, can Bai family and Lin family still have a foothold in C City? Are you still
to muddle along here in high spirits? "
'You're mad!” Vivian was anxious: "If you tell the truth, you will die."
"With you buried, I would like that die!"
'"Don't you dare!"
In the face of the threat from Vivian, Ivanka simply lifted her lip with a cold smile and turned to walk briskly downstairs.
When Vivian furiously chased after her, shouting for a servant downstairs to help catch her, Ivanka quickened her pace and
dashed to the gate.
Tears ran down her cheeks, blurring her vision.
She ran faster and faster, just wanting to get away from the ugly man and woman.
Behind her, Vivian screamed angrily: "Annan, grab her, hurry up and don't let her go... ."
Away from the Bai Family’s gate, a short walk can get to the main road, tears clouded her vision and Ivanka, in a hurry, bumped
into an oncoming Spyker.
She had been injured on her forehead, but the impact just hit the original wound, and the pain made her dizzy.

The next moment, she was held in the arms of a man. A magnetic, familiar voice whispered in her ear: "Seeking death?" The
pleasant voice sounded unhappy.
She raised her tearful face, and her eyes fell on his face through the mist of tears. Sure enough, his face was as beautiful as his
voice, unreasonably handsome. Except for a paleness as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, everything was
beautiful.
She was sure she had never seen the man before, and she was not thinking much about why she thought his voice was familiar.
She just wanted to get away from the two evils.
"Please...take me away." She spat it out at him imploringly.
She did not recognize Charles Nangong, but Charles recognized her at a glance, seeing her forehead bleeding, he picked her up
to go inside the carriage after a slight hesitation.
'Don't go, little bitch! Stop!" Vivian ran out just in time to see Ivanka being carried into a luxury car by Charles .
By the time she caught up, the limousine was back on the road.
Annan came over to her with a car as well. She pulled the door and got in: "I saw her running away with a man. It's the black
Spyker in front. Hurry up..."
Annan nodded and stepped on the gas pedal deeply.
Charles parked his car in front of the Hong'en Hospital, pulled dizzy-and-sleepy Ivanka out of the back and carried her to the
Hospital.
When the doctor saw Charles, he was amazed and asked in surprise: "Didn't you just leave the hospital, young lord? Why are
you back?"
"I accidentally hit someone, please help me take care of her." He placed Ivanka in a mobile hospital bed for the doctor to treat.