The next day was Bing song's birthday's and bing chong would surely not miss it. Especially since the man loved to spoil himself so much and he always threw such a lavish party. He was also silently hoping that his little sister would appear and tell him what was going on. if there was something he hated much more than anything in the world was to see his sister suffer. He had vowed that he would never let that happen again. He really wished that he had had the pleasure of killing that treacherous slut himself. He felt lucky to have already cleared house. On the other hand Bing song was wishing that that goddess of suffering would not appear here at all. He infact really regretted having planned this party. He made two vows one was that he'd never plan another birthday party ever. Second if she didn't show up he'd make contributions to charity every year on his birthday. Just when he was thinking that his life couldn't get any worse sh came in. Bing tong was dressed in a white brocade dress that clearly and perfectly complemented her beauty. With her hair cascading down her shoulders she looked like her goddess who had gracefully glided from the heavens down to earth. Her enchanting beauty made many of the males in the room to subconsciously gulp and gasp in amazement. Bing chong was so happy to see her he forgot himself and ran straight to hug her. He twirled her, then put her down and checked her all over for any injuries. only when he was satisfied that she was okay did he let her go and apologized for not being able to take proper care of her.