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Mu Lingchuan’s brow furrowed slightly, and his voice turned cold.

“I’ve already decided, just informing you.”

“You…”

Mu Dongyu hadn’t finished speaking when Mu Xuri interrupted him.

“Alright, big brother, young people talking about love is normal, we shouldn’t meddle too much in their affairs.”

“Jiu, what do you think?” Finally, he looked at Mu Xiaojiu and asked.

Mu Xiaojiu nodded lightly and said indifferently, “This marriage, I think is not bad.”

After speaking, his gaze glanced to his side.

Baili Xia met his eyes.

Although her gaze remained indifferent, there was a hint of complexity in her eyes.

Towards Mu Xiaojiu, she dared not invest too much thought, but she was grateful he was willing to stand up for Zimo.

Mu Dongyu was so angry that his lungs were about to burst, but both his sons were much closer to Mu Xiaojiu than to him, and he hadn’t interfered much in their matters.

Mu Lingchuan definitely wouldn’t listen to him now.

Mu Dongyu snorted coldly, no longer speaking.

Outside the hall, Ning Anran returned from outside.

As soon as she entered the courtyard and saw so many servants standing outside, she was slightly taken aback.

Ning Anran cautiously walked to the side hall and saw that the members of the Mu family were all here.

She hastily greeted them and sat down beside Mu Xiaoyao.

“Hmph, the bastard child of Baili Yang, why is she still staying in our Mu family?”

Mu Dongyu, having just taken the brunt of the anger, found a place to vent his frustration and couldn’t hold back.

“Indeed, Jiu, you can’t just keep an enemy in our house because you like her.” Mu Haoguo agreed.

Ning Anran, questioned as soon as she entered, was so scared she didn’t dare to breathe heavily.

She looked towards Mu Xiaojiu, hoping he would speak up for her.

But Mu Xiaojiu just listened without even lifting his eyes.

Seeing him unresponsive, the fire in Mu Dongyu’s heart flared up.

He looked at Mu Xuri and loudly said, “Xuri, what do you think? Can Baili Yang’s granddaughter stay in our home?”

Mu Xuri raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Ning Anran as his demeanor instantly turned cold.

“Is she really Baili Yang’s granddaughter?”

Previously, he thought it was Baili Xia, but later, Mu Xiaojiu said it was Ning Anran.

He didn’t like Baili Xia as always, but since she wasn’t Baili Yang’s granddaughter, letting her serve by Mu Xiaojiu’s side would suffice.

She’s merely a woman; there’s no need to cause disharmony over just one.

He had just returned to Jin City and would need Mu Xiaojiu’s help in many areas.

But now, seeing Ning Anran and thinking of her connection to Baili Yang, he couldn’t tolerate her presence.

Mu Xiaojiu glanced at Ning Anran without responding.

No response meant acquiescence.

Mu Xuri said coldly, “You know what Baili Yang did to our Mu family.

He’s going to be imprisoned; how can we still keep his granddaughter here?”

“Someone…” Suddenly realizing his men weren’t present, he corrected himself, “Jiu, have someone kick her out.”

Ning Anran was utterly panicked, not expecting Mu Xiaojiu to have no intention of clarifying for her.

Baili Xia was just sitting beside him, and at this moment, it was clear what was happening.

She had done so much for him, wholeheartedly devoted to him, was she to be discarded so easily?

No, she could not let that happen; she could not be expelled!

“I am not Baili Yang’s granddaughter, I am not.”

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