Chapter 1192

Time seemed to have completely stopped.

Mu Xiaojiu appeared to be stunned by her slap.

His eyes, like stars, fixed intently on her face, her eyes, as if trying to see through these eyes and penetrate her entire soul.

Baili Xia began to feel somewhat frightened.

Mr.

Xiaojiu, how can you allow a woman to slap you so casually?

Especially when he looked at her now, those eyes were so terrifying, so…

unfathomable!

Meeting his frightening gaze, Baili Xia’s heart suddenly contracted with a shock.

She pushed him forcefully, and taking advantage of his momentary daze, she escaped from his embrace, retreating several steps away from him decisively.

Staring at his unpredictable face, she clearly had a lot more to say, but in the end, she only bit her lip and turned to run towards the door.

Ye Hua seemed to have been waiting outside the door all this time, unsure whether to stop Baili Xia as she opened the door.

There was no movement inside, so there probably wasn’t a need to stop her.

So after he symbolically blocked her way, he just watched her go around him and run off.

Looking up, he glanced into the room for a while before stepping inside: “Mr.

Xiaojiu…”

“Let Xiaoyao keep an eye on her.” Mu Xiaojiu stood with his back to him, looking out the window.

Ye Hua couldn’t see his face, and didn’t know what expression he wore.

However, it was imaginable that he probably had no expression at all.

“Yes.” He responded, took another look at Mu Xiaojiu’s lonely silhouette, then sighed softly and stepped away.

Since returning this time, Mr.

Xiaojiu seemed even colder and more aloof.

Now, even he couldn’t have a “warm” conversation with him for a few moments.

Mr.

Xiaojiu refused to interact with anyone; any talk not related to work seemed excessively burdensome to him.

What exactly happened during Mr.

Xiaojiu’s trip, even he didn’t know, and he wanted to ask, but he dared not!

Moreover, with Mr.

Xiaojiu’s personality, asking would be futile.

The chance that Mr.

Xiaojiu would tell him anything was absolutely zero.

He had thought that Miss Xiaxia might comfort him, but now it seemed that even Miss Xiaxia was completely shut out from his heart.

Was Mr.

Xiaojiu really going to battle alone this time?

All alone, isn’t it tiring?

…Being all alone, is it tiring?

This question, Mu Xiaojiu did not know.

He only knew that when the girl slapped him earlier, her eyes were filled with despair.

Is she giving up on him like that?

Perhaps, it’s better to give up.

Without genuine feelings, they can’t deceive their eyes.

Let her despair then, and stay peacefully by Xiaoyao’s side, giving him time.

Trust him?

If she trusts him, then quietly wait for him.

Quietly wait for him…

He coughed lightly, and immediately a taste of blood choked up to his lips.

Just now, he was merely teasing the girl on purpose, but he underestimated the allure of her body to him.

That small frame was like poison; once touched, he could never completely let go.

Now, a single touch makes him truly want to press her down, with force to…

Mu Xiaojiu moderated his breath and it took him a great effort to suppress the surge of blood.

Outside, the footsteps of Nangong Xu and Ye Hua had already reached the door.

Nangong Xu pushed the door open, and upon seeing Mu Xiaojiu’s complexion, his thick eyebrows immediately furrowed.

“Mr.

Xiaojiu, this time… the internal injury is very severe.”

He set down the medical kit, anxiety apparent in his eyes: “How many times have you vomited blood tonight?”

Mu Xiaojiu walked over to the bed and sat down, not answering this superfluous question.

Just as Nangong Xu took out the diagnostic device, he said indifferently, “Don’t let that girl know.”