Chapter 1695

After Baili Xia said that, Ning Anran finally realized that in the Mu family, she was just a guest.

However, she would sooner or later become the mistress of this home, especially this Sihai Residence.

Once she married Mr.

Xiaojiu, Sihai Residence would be all hers.

Now, Mr.Xuri clearly liked her, and Wen Yu liked her too.

In the end, Mr.

Xiaojiu would definitely listen to them and marry her.

If she “let someone” send something over, what’s wrong with that?

Becoming the mistress was just a matter of time.

Having ripped off the mask with Baili Xia, Ning Anran really wanted to retort directly but didn’t know how to start.

After all, arguments would lower her status.

There was also Wen Yu and Mu Lingchuan.

She had to please these people.

Ning Anran looked at Wen Yu with a pitiful gaze, hoping to get some support from her.

Wen Yu smiled faintly, her gentle gaze landing on Baili Xia, and she spoke softly.

“Miss Xiaxia, let it go where possible. It’s better not to foster enmity while staying in the Mu family.”

Wen Yu looked earnestly at Baili Xia, waiting for her response.

You can’t hit a smiling face.

Her attitude had already given in a bit; this little girl should also restrain herself.

Baili Xia looked at her lightly but didn’t respond.

Easy to say, but the resentment was already there.

Could it be resolved just by saying so?

These people would only bring displeasure, so why bother to deliberately appease?

She turned around, reached out to hold Zimo’s hand, and was about to leave.

Wen Yu’s elegant brows furrowed slightly, a trace of displeasure appearing on her face.

This Baili Xia was really lacking manners.

Perhaps only such a woman could, after being exposed for her identity, shamelessly stay in the Mu family and follow Jiu.

But no matter what she thought, Baili Xia didn’t give her another glance.

Baili Xia and Xiaoxiao, one on each side, helped Zimo into the courtyard of the medical room.

Mu Lingchuan nodded at Wen Yu; after all, she was the wife of the Third Uncle, and he still needed to consider her face.

Seeing Leng Yu snort coldly again, he turned to follow Zimo into the courtyard.

Once they were far away, Ning Anran immediately looked at Wen Yu, tears of grievance sliding uncontrollably down her face.

“I’m sorry, Mrs.

Wen.

Earlier…

I was so rude.

Please don’t blame me, I…”

“What are you saying?

You silly girl.” Wen Yu rubbed her head, smiling warmly.

“I heard that you and she used to be good friends, but now she’s bullying you like this?”

“Mrs. Wen…” Ning Anran bit her lip, not speaking.

With Leng Yu here, she would surely know how to complain for her.

Unexpectedly, this time, Ning Anran kept waiting, but Leng Yu never spoke up.

She couldn’t help but feel a bit resentful, but with Wen Yu here, how could she start complaining?

“Anyway, I’m used to it, Mrs.

Wen.

There’s no need for you to feel sad for me.”

“Mr.

Xiaojiu likes Xiaxia.

Let Xiaxia do as she pleases, or else Mr.

Xiaojiu will be unhappy.”

Wen Yu really felt sorry for this girl.

For Jiu, how could she endure so much humiliation?

“It’s really nothing, Mrs. Wen, I…”

Ning Anran still wanted to say something, but beside her, Leng Yu suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Anran frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

Such a good opportunity to show her grievance in front of Wen Yu, and this damn Leng Yu dared to interrupt!

But Wen Yu ignored her and looked at Leng Yu, anxiously saying, “You’re seriously injured. Hurry and go to the medical room for a check-up.”