Chapter 1964

Baili Xia glanced at Mu Xiaoyao, as if seeking his opinion.

Mu Xiaoyao gently shook his head and said, “I won’t.”

Since Brother won’t, Baili Xia smiled and extended her hand to Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu led Baili Xia to the dance floor, immediately drawing attention from others.

Envy, jealousy, all sorts of feelings emerged.

After all, Mr. Xiaojiu had never danced at such gatherings before.

Many girls had previously approached him with invitations, but they’d all been coldly rejected.

He didn’t seem like the type who would willingly play such young people’s games in public.

Mr. Xiaojiu was too aloof, and it was already fortunate if he stayed until the end of the banquet.

Dancing, don’t even think about it.

So later, girls didn’t dare to make themselves look foolish.

But now, he was actually dancing with a girl.

Who was this girl, with such allure?

Many people from the Eight Big Families had already recognized Baili Xia’s identity and pointed it out immediately.

“That girl is the Mu family’s Miss Sun.”

“She was, but not anymore; Lord Mu has been ousted.”

“Yes, I wonder what her identity in the Mu family is now.”

Some sharp-tongued people spoke even more venomously.

“This woman is still staying with the Mu family, surely for their wealth.”

“With her plain appearance, not even two ounces of flesh on her body, does she think she can snag a rich husband in the Mu family?”

Whispers of disapproval reached Baili Xia’s ears amidst the melodious music.

Her steps faltered, and she accidentally stepped on Mu Xiaojiu’s foot.

“Ah, Uncle, I’m sorry.”

She hurriedly bowed her head to apologize, and Mu Xiaojiu gently patted her back before drawing her slender waist back into his embrace.

“Why bother about what others say?”

He held Baili Xia and gently started dancing again.

After a dance, everyone returned to their booths.

Wen Yu came over to call Mu Xiaojiu, saying that there were some matters with Mu Xuri that needed his attention.

After watching Baili Xia return, he followed Wen Yu to Mu Xuri’s side.

Baili Xia had just sat back at the booth when Bei Zicheng approached.

He came over without a hint of awkwardness and directly sat down on the sofa chair.

Mu Xiaoyao’s cold gaze fixed on Bei Zicheng, but Bei Zicheng just smiled slightly, showing no fear.

“It’s been a while; I came over for a drink. Am I not welcome?”

Mu Xiaoyao glanced at him and said nothing more, his eyes returning to the center of the dance floor.

A new song began, and a new group of people started dancing.

Since Bei Zicheng could attend this banquet, it meant he was invited by the Eight Big Families.

Mu Xiaoyao wasn’t bothered; as long as Bei Zicheng didn’t cause trouble for the Mu family, he would not bother with him.

Bei Zicheng grabbed a cup, poured himself a drink, and then looked at Baili Xia.

“Miss Xiaxia, I didn’t expect to see you here again.”

Baili Xia huffed coolly, without responding.

Such a person, she had no interest in engaging with him. It was better not to meet.

“And that companion of yours, Wu Ming? Why isn’t he here?” Bei Zicheng chuckled.

The moment he said that, the eyes of several people around immediately focused on Baili Xia’s face.

Baili Xia’s fingers tightened, nearly spilling the wine from her glass.

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

She and Wu Ming had just been set up, which led to them putting on an act.

Now Bei Zicheng didn’t mention his and Nangong Yun’s matters but used the act she and Wu Ming performed to slander her.

“Oh, I see I misspoke.”

A sinister smile appeared on Bei Zicheng’s face, “Your man should be Mr. Xiaojiu, right?”