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Seeing that Baili Xia not only ignored him but also walked away so indifferently.

Mu Dongyu was so angry he could burst!

After all, he is the Mu family’s oldest son, and once Sir Mu is no longer around, he will be the head of the house.

This girl dares to disregard him, relying on Mu Xiaojiu for support!

How could he swallow this anger?

“Don’t think Jiu can protect you, he’s struggling to protect himself at the Mu Group.

I wonder how long he can shield you!”

Baili Xia paused her steps and couldn’t help but turn back to look at him, “What do you mean?”

What does he mean that Uncle is struggling at the Mu Group?

What’s happened at the Mu Group?

“You don’t know, do you?

Jiu he…”

“You’re in your fifties, arguing and quarreling, what kind of behavior is this?”

Suddenly, an elderly voice interrupted the argument between the two.

Sir Mu came out of the study and immediately saw his eldest son giving Baili Xia a hard time.

Seeing Baili Xia, that inexplicable feeling surged in his heart again.

He…

really couldn’t bring himself to dislike her, after all, he once treated her as his own granddaughter.

Besides, from the beginning, everything was said by them.

About who she is, what identity she has, it was all forced upon her by himself.

She never did anything for this identity of hers.

Once Sir Mu came to terms with this, his feelings towards Baili Xia became even more complicated.

No matter what, seeing Mu Dongyu giving her a hard time made his heart ache.

“Dad.” Mu Dongyu swallowed back the words he almost blurted out when he saw him.

He walked over, nodding at him, “Dad, weren’t you going to rest in your room?

Why did you come out?”

Sir Mu glared at him, “With you making a fuss here, how can I rest?

Do you really have so much free time, nothing to do?”

Mu Dongyu, although filled with anger, didn’t dare defy him during this special period.

He had to lower his voice and say, “I have things to do, so…

I’m heading back now, Dad, I’m leaving.”

After Mu Dongyu left, Baili Xia looked at Sir Mu and gently called, “Sir.”

Sir Mu didn’t speak, his gaze on her face was complex.

Baili Xia didn’t know what attitude to take towards him.

No matter what, she was grateful to him.

When he believed she was Baili Yang’s granddaughter, his love for her was indeed wholehearted.

That kind of unconditional, pure love, she had genuinely felt.

Even though now that love was given to Ning Anran, at least, he once loved her.

Taking a deep breath, she softly said, “Sir, about moving out, I will discuss with Brother…”

Unexpectedly, before Baili Xia could finish speaking, Sir Mu rudely interrupted her.

“Who told you to move out? Am I, this old man, dead or something? Since when does that guy get to make decisions about this house?”

His face was slightly flushed with anger, clearly still upset about Mu Dongyu’s earlier actions.

Fixing his eyes on Baili Xia’s face, he huffed, “No one told you to move out. As long as I, this old man, am alive, you… can stay here in peace.”

He huffed again, his face a bit awkward, and turned to leave.

But after walking two steps, he couldn’t help but stop and look back at her.

Baili Xia was still a bit stunned; although his tone wasn’t very pleasant, Sir Mu actually cared about her.

Seeing him staring at her, Baili Xia dumbly said, “Sir…”

Sir Mu said, “Since… you and Xiaoyao are together, you should call me grandpa, just like him.”

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