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Wu Ming was furious, anyone could tell, extremely furious.

Was he angry because she didn’t value herself, or because she wasn’t cooperative enough?

Heh, no matter what he’s angry about or what he’s thinking, what does it have to do with her?

All she wanted was his unfathomable reach and his absolutely effective training for her.

As for how he viewed her, that was his business and had nothing to do with her.

Baili Xia wiped away the traces of tears from the corner of her eyes and stood up.

She looked up at the sky, forcing back the unnecessary tears, and vowed never to cry again.

The path she must walk alone, no one could help her.

No one could help…

…

Returning to her room at Sihai Residence with a complicated mood, Baili Xia walked into the bathroom.

She quickly took a shower and changed into a clean set of pajamas.

Standing in front of the sink, she looked at herself in the mirror, the sparkle in her eyes growing increasingly dim.

This face, this person, seemed to have become even more beautiful compared to a year ago.

However, though her face was prettier, she had lost much of her vitality and spirit.

Why did she come here, why was she caught up in this vortex?

What exactly is this thing called destiny?

Is human destiny truly already mapped out by God?

God?

If God really existed in this world, then why do good people not receive good in return, while villains could live for a thousand years?

God! She didn’t believe!

The little light in her eyes gradually dissipated, and finally, she curled her lips into a cold smile at herself in the mirror.

Grabbing a towel, she slowly wiped the droplets from her long hair as she walked out of the bathroom leisurely.

Just as she stepped out of the bathroom door, Baili Xia’s delicate brows furrowed tightly.

There was a subtle sense of presence in the room that was completely impossible to ignore.

When she clearly saw the firm back figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the icy breath in her eyes withdrew, and without thinking, she turned ready to leave.

“If you dare to go to him at this moment, I will make sure you won’t see him for a single moment in the next month.”

His cold words were so indifferent that they showed no trace of emotion.

Yet, it was in words so detached that they were filled with a threatening taste, forcing Baili Xia to stop her steps towards Mu Xiaoyao.

She looked at that figure which still hadn’t turned around, her eyes filled with a complexity even she couldn’t decipher.

What should she think when facing this man?

Perhaps, she shouldn’t think of anything at all, thinking too much would surely make him see through her.

Mr. Xiaojiu is definitely not a man easily fooled!

With a thought, the coldness in Baili Xia’s eyes vanished without a trace.

In just an instant, that indifferent face became filled with fear and unease.

Holding the towel, she walked over with trepidation, looking at his back and softly called, “Uncle.”

Mu Xiaojiu’s fingers tightened, at that moment, he unexpectedly preferred to hear her angrily call him “Mu Xiaojiu.”

For no reason at all, just… he’d rather she still hated him like before!

At least back then, he knew this girl’s feelings for him were still existent.

Why, when she woke up this time, he could no longer read her heart?

What exactly was she thinking?

Turning around, his cold gaze fell upon her.

Baili Xia immediately felt as if a fierce wind from the depths of winter was howling around her.

Her body gradually turned cold, instinctively causing her to hug her own arms.

The towel she was using to dry her hair slipped to the floor, and she didn’t even notice.

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