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What kind of woman do men despise the most?

The most detested, of course, is a foolish woman who doesn’t know her place or boundaries.

Nangong Yun used to be quite clever, but recently, it’s as if her brain has gone to seed.

Sure enough, the moment Nangong Yun spoke, Mu Xiaojiu’s thick brows furrowed.

Turning to look at her, his eyes flashed with a hint of danger.

“She’s Nangong Xu’s cousin, just a little girl. What’s wrong with her calling me ‘Uncle’?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding disdainful gazes immediately focused on Nangong Yun.

A mature woman in her twenties actually picking on a young teenage girl—so this Miss Yun of the Bei Family turned out to be the jealous type?

Earlier in this venue, many men had at least some favorable impressions of Nangong Yun because of her elegant and glamorous appearance.

Now, with Baili Xia standing before her, her pure yet alluring presence completely overshadowed Nangong Yun.

Adding to that, Nangong Yun’s deliberate trouble-making against Baili Xia—speaking cruel words to hurt her—such viciousness blinded everyone present.

Facing the questioning stares, Nangong Yun’s face immediately flushed red.

She… she knew men liked women who were generous and graceful, and despised those who were jealous, petty, and shrewish.

But she… she honestly couldn’t stand Baili Xia; she loathed Baili Xia appearing by Mr.

Xiaojiu’s side most of all!

Earlier, she truly couldn’t hold herself back, which was why she spoke sarcastically in front of so many people.

“Miss Yun must have had a bit too much to drink today. Fan Yi, escort her back to rest.”

Bei Tianyou casually glanced at her, his eyes now brimming with disdain.

“Yes, Mr. Bei.” Fan Yi promptly responded, immediately stepping forward to Nangong Yun.

“I didn’t…” Nangong Yun wanted to argue, but Fan Yi’s large hand had already landed on her elbow.

It appeared gentle, supporting her, but Nangong Yun—who had trained in martial arts—knew that with his current grip, a single wrong move from her would dislocate her arm!

Fan Yi wasn’t someone unfamiliar to Nangong Yun; she knew his temperament well.

So long as it was an order from Bei Tianyou, even though she was his superior and he just a subordinate, he’d still unhesitatingly act against her.

“Hmph!” She let out a heavy snort, though unwilling in her heart, she still turned and left under Fan Yi’s “assistance.”

The dignified Miss Yun of the Bei Family, reduced to such humiliation!

Bei Tianyou and Fan Yi—they’d better watch out!

Right now, her power might not be vast enough, but once she’s elected as the next Clan Leader of Bei Miao, she won’t let them off easily!

With Nangong Yun gone, Baili Xia finally withdrew her gaze from her.

It seemed that Bei Tianyou wasn’t afraid to oppose her; on the contrary, he was bolder than she’d thought.

It’s just that, unless absolutely necessary, he wasn’t willing to make a move.

Suddenly, an icy yet domineering aura swept over.

Baili Xia flinched, and when she looked up again, Mu Xiaojiu’s face had already appeared magnified before her eyes.

“Seems like you didn’t eat well; you look thinner.”

His large hand landed on her shoulder and lightly pinched it.

With his characteristic cold and indifferent gaze, he glanced at Bei Tianyou off to the side: “Mr. Bei, this neglect is rather thorough!”

His tone was neither light nor heavy, but a hint of reproach could still be detected.

“A misunderstanding,” Bei Tianyou replied indifferently.

“There was probably a bit of trouble adjusting to the environment. Going forward, I’ll ensure Xiaxia’s daily meals and living arrangements are more carefully attended to. I won’t let her endure any grievances.”

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