Chapter 2010

Mu Xiaoyao also stopped his steps, a trace of complexity appearing in his eyes.

Ning Anran, such a person, how could this girl still think of excusing her?

“How is she now? Did Uncle punish her?” Baili Xia asked again.

Mu Xiaoyao lightly pressed his thin lips, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, without speaking.

But with this look, Baili Xia knew the result.

“You quickly go tell Uncle, it has nothing to do with Ning Anran, it was me who fell on my own.”

She looked up at Mu Xiaoyao, urging him.

Mu Xiaoyao lowered his gaze, with a calm look at Baili Xia, not caring about the matter at all.

“Uncle is at Sihai Residence, you come with me and tell him personally.”

This girl has already come out to walk.

Having such thoughts in her heart yet wanting him to convey them.

Does this mean she still doesn’t want to talk to Uncle?

Baili Xia’s thin lips pursed slightly, not speaking, but showing no intention of heading to Sihai Residence.

She doesn’t want to go, she resists that place, she doesn’t want to see Uncle.

Mu Xiaoyao’s brows furrowed slightly: “You will make Uncle angry by doing this, you know?”

But Baili Xia still didn’t speak, her crystal-like eyes drooping even lower.

Mu Xiaoyao accompanied her like this, standing in the courtyard.

Baili Xia had things on her mind, not interested in taking a walk.

Mu Xiaoyao was hesitating on how to take this girl to Sihai Residence when suddenly, a tall figure appeared in the courtyard.

Mu Xiaoyao stepped in, and upon entering the courtyard, saw the two standing in the middle.

Yet Baili Xia’s hand and Mu Xiaoyao’s hand were tightly held together, this scene making his gaze deepen considerably.

“Uncle.” Seeing him, Mu Xiaoyao softly called.

Perhaps feeling the distinct aura from Mu Xiaojiu, looking at him staring at their hands, Mu Xiaoyao instinctively wanted to withdraw from Baili Xia’s hand.

But Baili Xia, upon seeing Mu Xiaojiu, was obviously flustered, she held Mu Xiaoyao’s hand even tighter.

Baili Xia holding Mu Xiaoyao’s large hand, yet her body took a step back.

Seeing her face turn instantly pale, Mu Xiaoyao couldn’t bear to withdraw his large hand.

“What’s wrong?” Mu Xiaoyao couldn’t help but ask.

Baili Xia shook her head: “Nothing.”

Only then did she look at Mu Xiaojiu, softly calling: “Uncle.”

Mu Xiaojiu came before the two, his deep eyes lowered, his gaze never leaving their joined hands.

Previously, he had already told her he and she were a pair.

Now seeing this, what does it mean? Did she forget? Or is she doing it on purpose?

“Awake?” he said faintly, his voice tinged with a thread of coolness.

Baili Xia nodded, looked up at Mu Xiaoyao, and replied: “Yes, awake.”

The words were for Mu Xiaojiu, yet she stood exactly where she was, showing no intention of stepping forward.

Just looked at Mu Xiaojiu, not speaking further.

Mu Xiaoyao’s sword-like brows raised slightly, just now this girl wanted him to convey Ning Anran’s matter to Uncle.

Now facing Uncle personally, why was she so scared?

Does she really resist Uncle to this extent?

He gently pulled Baili Xia, making her take a step forward.

“Are you not going to talk about Ning Anran?”

Baili Xia glanced at him, with an attitude of letting him speak.

But Mu Xiaoyao simply raised his head a bit, pretending not to see.

Everything was in Mu Xiaojiu’s sight, his aura getting colder.

Wanting to speak, but suddenly glimpsing an implicit glance from Mu Xiaoyao, the words were finally held back.

This girl, even with things in her heart, doesn’t want to talk to him!