Chapter 1: The Head of the Tang Family

  Five low-key yet luxurious Rolls-Royces slowly came to a stop, the doors opened, and first out was a suited bodyguard wearing sunglasses.

  The bodyguards carefully observed the surroundings, their eyes suddenly stopping at the six golden words "Shen Ai Spiritual Hospital", and they paused unnaturally before standing guard at the car door, respectfully waiting for the people inside.

  Five people walked out of the five cars one after another, three men in their thirties and two women in their twenties.

  After the five people walked out of the car, they looked at each other and their eyes stopped on the six big words "Shen Ai Spiritual Hospital". The corners of several people's eyes twitched suspiciously, as if hesitating for a moment, but still walked in with a heroic and tragic mood.

  Director Li Hai was persuading the patient to take medicine, with a warm smile on his face. His gaze swept onto the five people who suddenly appeared, and his smile stiffened for a moment before he stood up to greet them.

  "Ah, it's the Tang family's attendants, welcome, welcome." Li Hai said with a smile.

  Tang Tang rolled his eyes at Li Hai's words and came to the psychiatric hospital with a bad attitude. If he could, he would rather not set foot in such a place for the rest of his life.

  The Tang family is one of the few hidden aristocratic families in Z country, with a history of thousands of years and an air of mystery. There is one head of the household and five core members.

  But the legendary head of the household - Li Hai thought of that head of the household, and his mouth twitched involuntarily. Why was the head of the Tang family a girl who wasn't even twenty years old? And why was she also a fake spiritual patient who insisted on living here and refused to leave? Li Hai felt that all his fantasies about the hidden world had been shattered.

  Tang Shu's face wore a warm and elegant smile, his tone gentle and unhurried, making one feel like they were basking in the warmth of spring: "Director Li, we've come to see the master of the house."

  Tang Qing's voice was seductive and charming, with a natural hint of temptation: "I wonder what the master is doing now? There are some things at home that need the master's decision."

  Li Hai's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness as he put down the medicine in his hand: "She shouldn't have anything going on right now, I'll take you there."

  Tang Tian and his sister Tang Fei exchanged a glance, and the five of them followed Li Hai into the elevator to the top floor.

  As soon as I stepped onto the top floor, what caught my eye was a blood-red carpet covering the entire floor, and even the walls were blood-colored. The whole corridor gave off a bloody, hellish atmosphere.

  The six people's footsteps paused for a moment, and their faces all looked unnatural. Being in this environment for a long time would definitely drive someone crazy.

  "How has the master of the house been lately?" Tang Tang, with a doll-like face, asked somewhat worriedly. Every time he came here, he felt a strong bloody smell at the tip of his nose and didn't know how the master could bear it.

  When he heard the two words "home owner", Li Hai's face twitched involuntarily: "She... is very good!" Yeah, she's so good that all the patients in the mental hospital are intimidated by her.

  After passing through three electronic locks, everyone arrived at a room filled with classical charm. The strong tea fragrance wafted over, and the blood-red color that had been suppressed for several people's spirits shook, their eyes turned to the red wooden tea table, where the delicate teapot was boiling with tea water.

  The floor-to-ceiling window was open, with a thin red gauze floating in the air. Several people couldn't help but shiver, and there was always a sense of eeriness.

  By the window, on a noble chair, a young girl in a red Luo skirt sat with elegance, even when lying down. Her long black hair was blown by the wind like a light gauze. The girl seemed to be unaware, holding a thick book in her hands and focusing on it as if it were the whole world.

  "The master of the house" Tang Shu said with a bow as five people walked in.

  Tang Xin lifted her head, with a gentle and warm smile on her delicate face, just like the little sister next door in a Jiangnan water town, slender and transparent, fragile and harmless. However, none of the people here dared to underestimate her.

  "Is it you? Didn't you say not to disturb me? Hmm?" The rising tone had no displeasure, those amorous peach blossom eyes only slightly changed, and the full coolness instantly disappeared. Gentle smile can make anyone infatuated, even without a hint of formality.

  That's enough, she has already hidden in a mental hospital, how can't her family's old man let go of her? The heir to the family is not just her alone, facing those old guys with a smile like a chrysanthemum every day, she really kneels down.

  Tang Qing wiped away non-existent cold sweat and stepped forward with a stiff upper lip: "Master, there are some matters at home that require your decision."

  Tang Xin's eyes, like the stars in a dark night, cast a shadow, and although she had the appearance of a young girl, she somehow gave off an aura of mature feminine charm.

  "What do I have to decide for you guys to do?!" Tang Xin put down the book in her hand, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the few people standing in front of her with no courtesy, opening up a mocking mode: "Really a group of incompetent humans, can't even handle such a small matter, wasted so many years growing up."

  Tang Shu's smiling face stiffened, and he turned his head to exchange a glance with the others. 'Is the master of the house still unwell?'

  Tang Qing's eyes sparkled, "Rumor has it, it's a case of late-stage chuuni."

  "But we can't keep wasting time like this either. The main thing is that if I don't go back to the Tang family, what will happen?" Tang Fei's face was filled with worry.

  Tang Tian blinked, looking especially adorable. "But we have no way of interfering with the master of the house. It's said to be a sin committed by the old master." Instantly, several people fell silent.

  That man was perfectly inhuman, and no matter what he did, it seemed incredibly simple in his hands. However, according to the man himself, the biggest mistake of his life was teaching two late-stage chuuni successors.

  You didn't hear wrong, there are two of them. One is the hostess Tang Xin and the other is the crown prince Tang Nan. And the reason why Tang Xin chose to live in a mental hospital is only one: she has completely lost confidence in this hypocritical world! The degree of pretentiousness is so high that it's unbearable for anyone to think about it.

  "What are you discussing again?" The soft voice made the five people shudder. Tang Xin's mouth curved into a small arc, and her whole person was like an open poppy flower, beautiful but with the most dangerous temptation.

  Why did these people bring their own mind-reading devices, which can tell what's on their minds and communicate well with each other in a way that's not scientific at all? Tang Xin secretly watched with satisfaction before interrupting them.

  Tang Tian curled his lips, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes, not towards Tang Xin, but towards the name he was about to utter: "Master, Tang Ci..." Tang Tian's tone suddenly became somewhat hesitant.

  But when Tang Xin heard this name, her eyes narrowed, completely losing the carefree look she had before. A hint of warmth and gentleness appeared on her body, but no one noticed that in those eyes, there was a coldness devoid of any emotion.

  Tang Ci is the adopted son of the Tang family's new head, and is widely regarded as Tang Xin's fiancé. It is said that he was handpicked by Tang Xin's father from an orphanage. However, over time, he has become increasingly ambitious and seeks to control the entire Tang family.

  "What's wrong with Ah Ci?" Tang Xin asked softly, and no one detected the indifference behind her tone.

  That man who never knows satisfaction doesn't know what kind of trick he's playing again, just hoping not to step on her bottom line. After all, that person is the fiancé chosen by her father for her, and she doesn't want to touch him unless absolutely necessary.

  Tang Tang's doll-like face puffed up, with a hint of cuteness, but the chill in her eyes was real: "Tang Ci caught the prince and imprisoned the master."

  The so-called Mr. was Tang Xin's father, the former head of the Tang family, as for why he stepped down as the head of the house so early, it is said that he went to seek the truth of life.

  The so-called crown prince is actually Tang Xin's younger brother, a kid who is even more arrogant than Tang Xin. The phrase he utters most often is "I'm not wrong, it's the world that's wrong."