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Before leaving, Ye Hua didn’t forget to tell Baili Xia, “Miss Xiaxia, your belongings are still being packed up at the Mu family’s home.

They will be sent here later.”

“What does Uncle mean?” Baili Xia stared at his chest, feeling increasingly stifled.

“By having me stay here, is this like being under house arrest?”

She had figured it out; Uncle intended for her to come here, and he didn’t plan to let her leave any time soon.

Yet, as she looked anxiously at Ye Hua, she said, “I still need to attend classes.”

“Mr. Xiaojiu has already asked for leave on your behalf from the school. A private tutor will come here to teach you, so don’t worry,” Ye Hua reassured her.

“But…”

“Miss Xiaxia, I hope you understand that with Mr. Xiaojiu, there is no ‘but.'”

Ye Hua gave her one more look and retreated, closing the door with an assertive click.

Staring at the firmly shut door, Baili Xia clenched her jaw until finally loosening her tightly clenched fists and sitting down on the bed.

Looking up at Nangong Xu, who was arranging her luggage, she asked, “You know everything.

What is Uncle really thinking?

What is he planning?”

“Mr.

Xiaojiu isn’t planning anything.

Things aren’t as complicated as you think.

There’s no need to overthink it.”

Nangong Xu hung up her clothes, one by one.

The man who was usually so cold and proud, was now organizing her luggage like a nanny would.

Even the small, delicate panties she had packed, he was neatly stacking in a drawer.

Watching him handle the “little creature,” Baili Xia flushed red, stood up, and was about to go over.

But Nangong Xu, as if having eyes on the back of his head, stated indifferently before she could approach, “Let me do it.

Starting today, I’m taking care of you.”

“In the future, I’ll probably be doing things like this often.

You can stop me once, but not ten times or a hundred, right?”

He rarely spoke so much, but his words didn’t sound fussy; on the contrary, his patience added even more to his masculine charm.

Baili Xia hesitated for a moment but eventually sat back down on the bed.

Still looking up at Nangong Xu’s tall figure, she asked, “What is he really trying to say?”

“His intentions are clear. Can’t you see it?”

Nangong Xu finished putting away her small clothes and went on to organize her notebooks.

Placing the notebook on the desk, he turned to glance at her.

“Mr.

Xiaojiu wants you to stay here…

to give birth to the child peacefully.”

“Child?” Baili Xia gasped, her hand instinctively going to her stomach, staring at him.

Whenever the topic of the child came up, she automatically saw everyone as an enemy, finding it difficult to trust anyone easily.

They were all Uncle’s people, and she was truly frightened.

Although, thinking this way about her master was rather unfair; when had her master ever considered harming her?

But with a hand gently caressing her belly, her complexion noticeably paled.

“By having me give birth here, what exactly does he want to do?”

After organizing the computer, Nangong Xu finally turned back and looked at her, sighing softly, a hint of helplessness in his breath.

“Did Mr.

Xiaojiu terrify you yesterday, and now you have no trust in him at all?”

“The murderous look in his eyes yesterday, you saw it clearly.

He also said it was impossible for me to be pregnant with his child, yet here I am, actually pregnant.”

Baili Xia didn’t want to mince words.

Biting her lip, she said, “He was so angry.

If I had left even a little slower, I wonder if he would have actually harmed me.”

“Master, how can I still trust such a man?”

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