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Mu Xiaoyao’s heart tightened. He was never nervous, but this time, this girl made him so anxious he didn’t know how to start.

After thinking for a while, Mu Xiaoyao finally made a decision.

“You are my fiancée.”

But saying it after such a long pause, how could Baili Xia not find it suspicious?

“Answering such a question so slowly, could it be that you don’t want to marry me?”

“I do.” This time, Mu Xiaoyao responded without any hesitation.

Baili Xia looked into his eyes. His eyes were clear and transparent, with no trace of deceit.

That look, as if declaring, this statement is absolutely sincere.

“That’s better, I’ll let you off the hook now.”

She smiled, feeling a bit relieved inside.

At least, Brother’s feelings for her were genuine.

The investigation still needs to proceed step by step.

If rushed, and it arouses suspicion, they might not be able to find out anything.

“By the way, what time does tomorrow’s gathering start?”

Baili Xia quickly changed the topic.

“…”

Baili Xia didn’t ask any more questions about the past, chatted casually with Mu Xiaoyao for a while, and then returned to her room.

Early the next morning, Baili Xia and Xiaoxiao had breakfast together and got ready to go out to find Zimo.

They hadn’t seen each other for so many days, and Baili Xia missed her.

Just as they stepped out of the hall, they saw a group of people walking in.

“Zimo.” Baili Xia called out.

She intended to walk over, but suddenly saw the two figures beside Zimo, and her face immediately turned cold.

Wen Yu and Ning Anran walked up to Baili Xia with Zimo.

Behind them followed a few servants, each holding several evening gowns.

“Xiaxia.” Zimo reached out and took Baili Xia’s hand.

Following Mu Lingchuan around for so many days, her temperament had become increasingly gentle.

Of course, it might also be due to motherhood, Zimo’s personality indeed softened a lot.

“Xiaxia, these evening gowns were prepared by your Third Uncle, come over and try them on.”

“For tonight’s banquet, all of you must dress beautifully.”

Wen Yu kept a smile on her face and spoke softly.

Baili Xia nodded, moved slightly to the side, allowing the servants to bring the clothes into the hall.

Last night, Uncle mentioned that Wen Yu would deliver the evening gowns this morning.

Since they were being helpful, she couldn’t refuse.

“Thank you, just set them down, and we’ll pick one later.”

Wen Yu could hear the hint of dismissal in her words, but she continued to smile pleasantly.

“I brought Zimo and Anran along so you all can choose together.”

“You’re all about the same age, helping each other pick could make you look even prettier.”

Their voice was so gentle that it was hard to refuse.

Baili Xia slightly frowned, thought for a moment, and said, “Alright, let’s choose together then.”

Saying this, she guided Zimo and ignored Wen Yu, walking straight into the hall.

Ning Anran stayed by Wen Yu’s side without saying a word.

Although Baili Xia never looked her in the eye, she still maintained a smile on her face.

Following Wen Yu into the hall, she finally looked at Baili Xia and smiled, “Xiaxia, it’s not appropriate to change here. Why not in your room?”

Xiaoxiao joked with Zimo, “Do we really have to be all wrapped up like that?”

Baili Xia instinctively wanted to refuse. Someone like Ning Anran entering her room was revolting.

But after looking at Zimo and Xiaoxiao, she agreed.

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