Chapter 1965

Baili Xia didn’t know how to respond. She couldn’t bring herself to publicly scold this disgusting man.

But being slandered like this made her so angry that tears were about to fall.

“Get lost.”

A deep voice came from Mu Xiaoyao’s mouth, chilling to hear.

It wasn’t hard to imagine that if this weren’t at the Eight Big Families’ party, Bei Zicheng might have already been lying on the ground.

At the moment, looking at Mu Xiaoyao, Bei Zicheng’s heart felt a bit guilty.

Even when facing Mu Xiaojiu before, it wasn’t like this with a genuinely cold face.

Back in Bei Miao, he wasn’t afraid of the open and secret strife with Mu Xiaojiu.

But here is not Bei Miao, his power isn’t here.

Bei Zicheng snorted coldly and stood up.

“In the future, we’ll meet often.”

Watching his departing figure, Baili Xia felt a panic in her heart.

Instinctively turning to Mu Xiaoyao, he was still sullenly drinking, and she didn’t know if he really cared about what Bei Zicheng had just said.

“Brother, I…”

Baili Xia wanted to explain, but the words stopped on her lips.

How could she explain something like this?

Although nothing happened between her and Wu Ming, it was just an act.

But now recalling that act, it still felt so real.

She even started to blame herself for why she acted out that scene with Wu Ming.

Doing so felt a bit unfair to Brother.

But were she and Brother truly engaged?

At this moment, even she began to doubt it.

How could things become such a mess?

As she thought about it, Baili Xia suddenly picked up a glass of wine and drank it down fiercely.

In an instant, the glass of red wine was gone.

Xiaoxiao noticed something was wrong with Baili Xia and immediately reached out to stop her.

“Xiaxia, what’s wrong with you?”

“It’s nothing,” she answered casually, but the disappointment in her voice made it impossible for anyone to believe she was fine.

Was Brother really angry with her because of Bei Zicheng’s words?

She poured herself another glass, just about to raise it when suddenly a large hand took her glass away.

“If you can’t handle it, don’t drink.”

Baili Xia’s tolerance for alcohol was poor; the alcohol quickly went to her head. She looked at Mu Xiaoyao with slightly lost eyes.

“Brother, do you trust me?”

Mu Xiaoyao was taken aback, not understanding what she was talking about.

“Trust you about what?”

“What Bei Zicheng said just now, he said, he said I was with Wu Ming, with Uncle…”

As Baili Xia spoke, she suddenly felt greatly wronged, her eyes misty.

A woman’s reputation, how important it is.

If another man had ever possessed her, how could she dare to be with Brother?

Mu Xiaoyao’s gaze unconsciously softened. He raised his hand and stroked Baili Xia’s silky hair.

“Wu Ming? That guy?”

A smile tugged at his lips, an easy, light-hearted smile.

“I trust him one hundred percent.”

Baili Xia finally felt some relief, Brother still trusted her.

Ever since listening to Nangong Yun’s words, her heart had been conflicted.

On one hand, worried about the future of her relationship with Brother, on the other hand, unable to let go of her dependence on him.

She didn’t know how she would face Brother if it turned out those things were true.

“Xiaxia, I toast to you.”

A soft voice came, pulling Baili Xia’s slightly scattered consciousness back together.

She turned her head and looked at Ning Anran.

Lately, it seemed Ning Anran wasn’t so disagreeable anymore.