Chapter 150: Uncle I'll Behave Myself 23_1

Ye Hua couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Haha, you actually have to take off your pants to prove your identity, that’s priceless!”

He was nearly laughing so hard that he was in tears: “Why don’t you strip?

I’d love to see what you look like without clothes.”

That icy gaze swept over again, and though Ye Hua felt a slight chill and nervousness, he couldn’t stop his peals of laughter.

Even though Baili Xia didn’t have many opportunities to interact with him, they had known each other for a while.

He was always stern and serious when he was around Uncle, and rarely did he get to see such a wild side to him.

Xu ignored Ye Hua, simply staring at Baili Xia in Mu Xiaojiu’s arms, his face expressionless as always.

He was cold, with a dominating aura that made the very air around him cold.

It was only now that Baili Xia saw it clearly; even the tone of his speech was monotone, his gaze at her devoid of any emotion.

“Hello, my name is Nangong Xu, I am Mr.

Xiaojiu’s primary physician.”

As he spoke, his Adam’s apple bobbed with each word he uttered.

His voice, too, was captivating and masculine, much like Uncle’s, yet despite its charm, it was clearly a male voice!

He…was really a man!

Baili Xia could have slapped herself.

This beauty, he was not a beautiful woman at all, but a handsome guy!

A man as handsome as Uncle and Mu Xiaoyao.

However, his handsomeness was delicate and soft.

The lines of his face were not very rugged, but when she looked at him now, she didn’t feel any femininity whatsoever.

From head to toe, the only feminine feature he possessed was perhaps his long, sleek, black hair.

…He was indeed a man, a man so good-looking that any woman next to him would pale in comparison.

That she mistook him for a woman, and even misunderstood their relationship because he was treating Uncle, was incredibly embarrassing.

“N-nice to meet you, I’m…

Baili Xia,” she replied, feeling terribly awkward.

However, she quickly realized another problem.

Since Nangong Xu was Uncle’s primary physician, and Uncle was undressing when she came in tonight…

Could Uncle…

be injured?

She swiftly turned her head, looking at the man gently holding her in his arms, her face instantly changed.

“Are you…

injured?” she quickly reached to check his robe.

“Why are you injured?

Is it serious?”

“It’s not big.

Just a small wound,” Mu Xiaojiu held her hand to stop her from fidgeting.

“Let me see.”

“Worried about me?” he raised an eyebrow, “Turns out, you care about me a lot.”

“I want to see!” Baili Xia stubbornly stared at him, not allowing his teasing words to distract her from the matter at hand.

Seeing her insist, her large, watery eyes still red from crying earlier,

He couldn’t help feeling soften at the sight.

Eventually, he let go of her hand.

Immediately, she carefully lifted the front of his robe.

As the robe was swept to the side, a terrifying scar came into sight.

The scar, about a palm’s length and clearly very deep, was terrifying to look at.

“Why are you…” she reached out, intending to touch his wound.

But Mu Xiaojiu stopped her once more, again clasping her little hand in his: “Don’t touch it, it will scare you.”

Those words somehow made her eyes tear up: “Uncle…

how did you get injured?”