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Who is the current Clan Leader?

This question…

Mu Xiaoyao stared at her face, looked for a while, and then said lightly, “Bei Qingyue.”

Baili Xia hadn’t reacted yet, just felt his gaze was a bit strange.

Bei Qingyue is the Old Madam’s most beloved daughter, so it’s actually quite normal for her to become the Clan Leader.

However, Brother’s look at her seemed indeed…

a bit odd.

“Brother, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” If she doesn’t know, then let it be; bringing it up is not a good thing.

“…” How could it be nothing?

The longer she spent time with him, the more Baili Xia understood this “brother.”

Mu Xiaoyao doesn’t like to lie; what did he mean by hesitating just now?

Could it be…

Suddenly, her breathing stumbled, staring at his resolute face, her voice started to tremble a bit.

“Are you trying to tell me that originally, the Clan Leader position was… meant to belong to Bei Qingyou?”

Mu Xiaoyao glanced at her again, then picked up the cup and nodded slightly.

Raising his hand, he swallowed the tea, but it felt slightly astringent.

Baili Xia was also drinking tea because, being restless, not doing something made her feel uncomfortable.

However, the tea she drank was bitter.

“If…” After drinking two sips, she tightly clenched the cup, her fingertips tensing…

“If Bei Qingyou really was murdered back then, then… who benefited the most after her death…”

She dared not imagine!

But couldn’t help thinking.

Perhaps she already knew, in aristocratic families, there’s no such thing as familial love.

But, that’s her sister!

Could Bei Qingyue really be capable of such cruelty?

Nangong Yun’s mother, could she be as vicious as Nangong Yun?

“You don’t need to overthink; by now, it’s already settled, thinking about it more is pointless.”

Mu Xiaoyao didn’t know how to comfort her, so he could only say softly.

Baili Xia said nothing, lowered her eyes, looking at the cup in her hands, not knowing what to say.

Her heart was completely tangled, unable to sort anything out.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly felt puzzled again, looking at Mu Xiaoyao.

“If the current Clan Leader is Bei Qingyue, then why not participate in the competition under Bei Qingyue’s name, wouldn’t that be better?”

Being reelected is the best, although Nangong Yun is her daughter, making her own daughter famous is nothing wrong.

But, would it affect Bei Qingyue’s reelection as Clan Leader?

“Bei Qingyue has been Clan Leader for over a decade, and her blood seems to be losing its effect, unable to be reelected.”

“Her blood… losing its effect? What do you mean?” Baili Xia felt her brain starting to get a bit overwhelmed.

Why did she always feel a bit dizzy listening to Brother’s words today?

“Could it be, the Clan Leader election is related to one’s own blood…?”

Mu Xiaoyao didn’t answer this question because he didn’t know whether he should answer.

“Brother, is the Clan Leader election really related to one’s blood?

Then for me…”

“What are you saying?

This kind of thing is only known by the Bei Family, as an outsider, what could you possibly know?”

Mu Xiaoyao suddenly spoke, interrupting her.

Baili Xia was taken aback by his words; didn’t Brother know she was also from the Bei Family?

The Old Madam and her identification report had already been concluded; she’s definitely part of the Bei Family, why suddenly say she’s an outsider?

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