Chapter 118: My People Play However You Want 45_1

Seeing the old man’s stern expression but his heart full of tenderness towards Baili Xia, Mu Lingchuan thought for a moment and nodded.

“I understand, Grandfather.

I’ll watch over her tonight.”

Only then did the old man leave contentedly.

Mu Lingchuan shut the room’s door then returned to the bedside, pulling over a chair to sit down on.

Seeing that Baili Xia was not asleep at all, her eyes still wide open but spiritless, with her gaze seeming to be in no particular place.

After watching for a long while, he could not resist and decided to ask.

“What’s the matter with you?

Are you troubled by something?

If you have problems, you’d better talk about them.

Discussing them can bring relief.”

“Why did he push me away?

Does he not want me any more?”

Baili Xia spoke dismally, completely devoid of any kind of vitality.

Uncle pushed her away into the vast sea, and she still couldn’t figure out why even now.

Perhaps she had realized a long time ago that Uncle’s heart was black.

But regarding such a matter of life and death, she never thought that he could be so ruthless.

Doesn’t he know that when she fell into the sea and couldn’t struggle out, her heart was only filled with despair?

At that time, she truly thought she was going to die!

If her elder brother hadn’t saved her in the nick of time, would she indeed have perished in the sea?

Uncle, why did he treat her like this?

Why was he so heartless?

Mu Lingchuan looked at her, his thin lips moved slightly, but he stopped himself before saying anything.

Should he tell her that Uncle had pushed her away to save her?

Uncle was heavily injured now, he had just called Ye Hua to say that he was still in the operation room.

As for which hospital’s surgery room, Ye Hua didn’t specify.

The news of such a prominent figure as Uncle’s severe injuries must not be leaked, as it can cause the stocks of Mu Group to plummet at any moment.

What he didn’t expect was that even he’d been left in the dark by Ye Hua.

If he told Baili Xia now that Uncle was critically injured and the situation was still unclear, would it scare her?

She didn’t seem well tonight, the doctor also said, she had swallowed some seawater, and some had even choked her respiratory tract.

She needed to rest well tonight, so it would be preferable to watch her condition when she woke up tomorrow.

If he told her now that Uncle was in the hospital, would she insist on visiting him and lose her rest in the process?

After some thought, he decided to wait until Uncle got better, before telling her about it.

“Don’t think too much.” He tucked her in.

It was rare for him to speak so gently, but right now, Baili Xia was completely unable to perceive it.

Mu Lingchuan looked at her still pale face, his voice was gentle.

“The doctor said that you need to rest well, don’t think too much tonight.

Go to sleep now, everything will be better when you wake up tomorrow.”

Baili Xia’s blank gaze fixated on him, as if slowly finding a focal point.

Only after a while did she slightly move her lips and said two words, “Thank you.”

A slight tremor went through Mu Lingchuan’s heart.

He unexpectedly found himself feeling somewhat resistant to her “thank you.”

But he didn’t say much, just replied lightly: “What are you thanking?

We are family, go to sleep.”

Baili Xia finally closed her eyes and didn’t make a fuss anymore.

Truth be told, she didn’t want to cause trouble, but her heart was really sour.

There was a kind of indescribable pain spreading slowly in her heart.

It was akin to the feeling of being stabbed in the back by someone you trust wholeheartedly, who you believed wouldn’t harm you.

She turned over, her back facing Mu Lingchuan, and closed her eyes again, trying hard to fall asleep.

She shouldn’t have expectations.

There wouldn’t be disappointments without expectations.

From the start, Uncle was not nice to her, he forced her at every turn, even ignored her wishes, and tarnished her innocence.

Why bother holding onto hope for such a man?