Chapter 1231

Dongfang Jin watched Guisu’s retreating figure and also noticed Mu Xiaoyao approaching from a distance.

Before Mu Xiaoyao arrived, he sat down beside Baili Xia and observed her face.

“Is there news? Who wants to kill me?” Baili Xia continued to pack her needle bag without looking up at him.

He had just noticed the caller ID, and his expression was unusual, so she guessed that the call must be related to this matter.

Dongfang Jin’s eyes shone with a trace of admiration but sometimes, being a bit foolish could make a woman happier.

“He was rescued; I am hesitating whether to tell you who rescued him.”

Baili Xia’s heart trembled, and her breathing became erratic.

The mood that had finally improved, at this moment, completely fell into despair: “Uncle’s men?”

Dongfang Jin did not speak, he himself did not know what Mu Xiaojiu was really planning.

Before Mu Xiaoyao got closer, he whispered, “Don’t confront him head-on.”

After speaking, his tall figure stood up, watching Mu Xiaoyao stride into the pavilion.

“Brother.” Baili Xia turned back to look at him.

Mu Xiaoyao didn’t say a word, walked up to her, and scrutinized her, finally resting his gaze on her ankle wrapped in gauze.

“What did the doctor say?” he asked hoarsely.

“It’s nothing serious, I can walk around in a few days, bro…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Mu Xiaoyao had already picked her up in his arms.

Baili Xia was startled, afraid of falling, and instinctively clung to his neck: “Brother…”

He said nothing, simply carrying her quickly to the parking garage.

Baili Xia’s head finally peeked out from his arm, looking back at Dongfang Jin.

Dongfang Jin just nodded without speaking.

Baili Xia then felt at ease, nestled in Mu Xiaoyao’s embrace, lowering her eyelids, not even daring to grunt.

After such a significant incident today, he surely knew everything she had done and everyone she had met.

He must know about her encounter with Guisu.

Brother…

would he be angry, would he be so angry that he wants to strangle her?

Mu Xiaoyao indeed didn’t say a single word the whole journey.

After placing her in the car and fastening her seatbelt, he walked around to the driver’s seat and sat down.

He drove the car out of the parking garage and soon left the hospital, merging into the busy main road.

The air pressure inside the car was very low, almost unbearable.

But, under such tense circumstances, perhaps due to too much anxiety or something else, she…

fell dead asleep.

…

When Baili Xia woke up, she was already in a room on the second floor of the main house of the Mu family.

Not far from the bedside, a tall figure was sitting by the coffee table.

He had a laptop on his legs, seemingly browsing something.

His long fingers occasionally tapped the keyboard, quiet and peacefully serene, indescribably beautiful.

Outside the window, dusk was gradually falling, and it was getting dark.

Suddenly, she felt it might be nice to keep it this way.

Quiet and peaceful, without any cunning schemes or suspicions, how nice that would be.

“Awake?” Mu Xiaoyao put the laptop aside, about to stand up.

Outside the door, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps.

The door was knocked, just once, and then someone opened it from outside.

An anxious Zimo barged in, striding towards Baili Xia who was on the bed.

Mu Lingchuan followed behind her, knowing Baili Xia was unharmed but only truly felt relieved after seeing her well with his own eyes.