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It wasn’t until the two people walked away that Baili Xia, a bit disheartened, stepped out from behind the flower bed.

She had heard every word Ning Anran said just now, clearly and distinctly.

A friend of ten-plus years, constantly claiming that for the person they liked, doing anything was rightful and justified.

Ha, she really didn’t know that this so-called friend of hers had such a vicious side.

To strike at her?

What exactly were they plotting, and how much had they kept from her?

Were they afraid that after learning the truth, she would seek revenge on Uncle, and so they wanted to get rid of her in advance?

Uncle…

what had he done to make her want to seek revenge?

The winter wind, initially just cold, now pierced to the bone.

It was bone-chilling cold, bone-deep pain, yet she didn’t even know where it hurt.

After all, what was Uncle up to?

Was the reason he approached her from the beginning also related to this matter?

What were they doing!

Baili Xia was nearly driven insane by the questions swirling in her head.

When Ning Anran said those things, why didn’t Ye Hua refute them?

Did he not refute them because what Ning Anran said was true?

Why did the sky that seemed to have just cleared up suddenly grow clouded again?

When she was willing to trust him, to entrust him with everything, she suddenly realized she couldn’t see through him…

Baili Xia walked somewhat dazedly in the courtyard.

The door to the hall was right ahead, yet the journey felt as if it stretched ten thousand miles.

No matter how she walked, she couldn’t reach the end?

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind, “Miss Xiaxia, why are you here?”

Baili Xia was startled, her heart instantly contracted.

By the time she turned to look at Ye Hua, the sorrow and confusion on her face had long been concealed.

Having gone through so much, if she were still as naive and ignorant as before, perhaps she truly had no place in this noble mansion.

Looking at Ye Hua, she curved her lips slightly, revealing a faint smile.

“I just came from my master’s medical room. Ye Hua, where did you go? Why weren’t you by Uncle’s side?”

Ye Hua felt a slight unease being questioned by her like this.

Just now, he walked by here with Ning Anran, did Miss Xiaxia see them?

Did she hear any of their conversation?

But seeing Baili Xia’s calm expression, with no noticeable change from usual, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at her, he said calmly, “I had something to deal with just now and went out for a bit. I’m about to head to Mr. Xiaojiu’s place, you…”

He glanced back, unable to tell where Baili Xia had come from just now.

After all, this was already the entrance to the hall.

“Why did Miss Xiaxia go to the medical room? Nangong Xu hasn’t returned from Bei Miao yet.” He asked probingly.

“I wanted to pick up some medicine…”

“Is Miss Xiaxia feeling unwell?” Ye Hua furrowed his brow slightly.

“It’s nothing, just that I haven’t seen my master in a while and wanted to visit his place, think of him while I was there.”

Her face still held a slight smile, impossible to tell if it was genuine or fake.

“When I got to the door, I remembered that I don’t have the key to the medical room, so I had to come back.”

“Then, what now, Miss Xiaxia…” Ye Hua gazed at her face, always wanting to see something there.

But this time, he couldn’t see anything.

He felt a bit uneasy.

It seemed that Miss Xiaxia had also learned how to conceal her emotions.

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