Chapter 1888: Capítulo 1888: Chapter 1891

“If Wu Ming doesn’t go, I’m afraid I can’t either.”

Baili Xia wore a difficult expression; yesterday, because she didn’t bring Wu Ming along to dinner, he had given her the cold shoulder.

She had already promised Wu Ming that she’d never do that again.

If it happened again today, who knows how that petty man would react.

“That’s not possible, Miss Xiaxia, the Old Madam insists that you must go.”

Fan Yi was also troubled; in this household, anything the Old Madam instructed was like an imperial edict.

Though Miss Xiaxia hasn’t officially joined the family yet, she’s already accepted by the Old Madam as a granddaughter-in-law, just as if she had been married in.

The grand mansion values rules and decorum above all; if Miss Xiaxia doesn’t attend this time, the Old Madam would certainly be displeased.

Seeing Baili Xia still hesitant, Fan Yi said, “Alright, let me call the eldest young master and ask.”

Once Baili Xia nodded, he immediately took out his phone and dialed Bei Tianyou’s number.

“Eldest young master, it’s about Miss Xiaxia here…”

He walked to the side, finished the call, and returned.

A smile had already returned to his face: “The eldest young master said there’s no problem, so please get ready and head over shortly.”

“Okay, thank you.”

After Fan Yi left, Baili Xia immediately went to notify Wu Ming in the room next door.

Upon hearing her mention the second son of the Bei Family, Wu Ming lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment.

He knew a bit about the matters of the Bei Family.

Especially the second son of the Bei Family; they had rather frequent interactions in the past.

Of course, all of them weren’t pleasant.

Baili Xia returned to her room, tidied up briefly, and together with Wu Ming, headed towards the main house.

By the time they arrived at the side hall of the main house, many people had already gathered at the dining table.

Besides the people from the Bei Family she had met before, there were three people she hadn’t seen previously.

A man around Bei Kuangri’s age, probably the second son of the Bei Family, Bei Shengri.

On one side of him sat a glamorous middle-aged lady, and on the other side was a young man.

Two seats were left vacant next to Bei Tianyou; after Baili Xia and the Old Madam exchanged pleasantries, she sat down beside him.

Wu Ming followed behind her and took a seat beside her.

“This is my second uncle,” Bei Tianyou gestured, introducing to Baili Xia.

Baili Xia politely nodded, “Hello, second son.”

As for the others, Bei Tianyou didn’t have much regard for them and was too lazy to introduce them.

“You, is this your fiancée? You have quite an eye,” Bei Shengri laughed.

Bei Tianyou’s lips tugged slightly, but he didn’t respond.

His demeanor seemed to imply agreement.

Baili Xia felt a headache brewing; does this Bei Family really see her as the future bride?

She’s an authentic member of the Bei Family, they just don’t know it.

Suddenly, Baili Xia felt a strange chill from the side.

What happened to Wu Ming? Baili Xia turned her head to look.

But he simply lowered his eyes, his gaze resting in some unknown corner.

Baili Xia’s eyes flashed with doubt, but after some thought, she understood.

That cold aura was palpable, even without looking directly at him.

Perhaps he was upset on behalf of his brother?

But there wasn’t much to be upset about; they all knew she and Brother You were cousins.

The notion of her being a fiancée was simply impossible.

She winked at Wu Ming, signaling him not to mind the words.

Yet Wu Ming didn’t look at her; his gaze was fixed on Bei Shengri across the table.

Bei Shengri, sensing the coldness, turned slightly, furrowing his brow.

That sharp chill felt so familiar.

This young man carried an aura unmatched by ordinary people.

This aura was formidable, rivaling even that of Bei Tianyou.