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Baili Xia reached out to wrap Mu Xiaoyao’s arm, a little shy and embarrassed in her eyes.

“No objections, let the elders decide.”

“Good.” Mu Xuri smiled with satisfaction, his gleaming gaze falling on Mu Xiaojiu.

“Jiu, do you have any objections?”

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t even lift his head, casually said: “No objections.”

“Uncle…”

Mu Xiaoyao looked at him, and couldn’t help but call out.

He was just such a straightforward person, although he had already agreed with Baili Xia to join forces against Mu Xuri.

But seeing Mu Xiaojiu having a hard time, he felt uncomfortable himself.

No matter how you say it, in his heart, Uncle is always so important.

No objections… This mustn’t be Uncle’s true thoughts, how much he’s given to this girl, others don’t know but he’s quite clear.

Mu Xiaojiu raised his hand slightly, not allowing him to continue.

He coldly said: “Treat her well, or you won’t get away with it.”

Mu Xiaoyao pressed his lips, and swallowed the words he was about to speak.

Uncle… has he really decided to let go?

Baili Xia instead looked at Mu Xiaojiu with a smiling face and said: “Thank you, Uncle. With your words, Brother surely won’t dare to bully me in the future.”

Mu Xiaojiu nodded faintly, saying nothing more.

No one knew that his heart was bleeding, every inch of muscle, every blood vessel in his body was tensed to the point of bleeding.

Mu Xuri still wouldn’t give up, continued: “Jiu, the younger generation’s marriages have all been arranged, leaving only you.”

“Actually, our An Ran is also quite good, why not spend some time together and give everyone a chance.”

Mu Xiaojiu’s aura instantly turned cold, making those around him not dare to look at him.

“My matters aren’t for you to worry about.”

The voice, like a sharp sword, pierced through the air, stabbing at Mu Xuri.

Speaking of his own affairs, this time, he didn’t spare him any face.

Mu Xuri’s face turned gloomy and extremely unpleasant.

He originally intended to try again to pair Ning Anran and Jiu, but Jiu’s aura actually forced him not to dare to continue.

The lunch ended in a cold atmosphere, and after finishing the meal, Mu Xiaojiu walked away without greeting anyone.

Baili Xia also stood up with Mu Xiaoyao, bidding farewell to Mu Xuri.

As they left the seat, Baili Xia’s gaze swept across, and she found a trace of crimson on the ground.

Baili Xia’s heart tightened, that was the spot where Uncle sat just now.

Is this bloodstain left by him? When did he get injured?

In hesitation, Mu Xiaoyao pretended to tie his shoelaces and squatted down.

He casually wiped, removing the bloodstain.

Baili Xia had doubts in her heart, but said nothing, and followed Mu Xiaoyao out.

From the moment they left the side hall, Baili Xia’s hand had been hooked on Mu Xiaoyao’s arm, never letting go.

That sweet demeanor made even Mu Lingchuan, walking behind them, feel envious.

He looked down at Zimo beside him, a smile appearing on his face.

“Look, this is what it’s like to be a couple.”

Baili Xia turned around, teased: “About to get married, why are you getting more flirtatious?”

Mu Lingchuan’s face instantly became awkward, it seemed he had indeed been speaking more lately.

He pretended displeased: “I think it’s you who changed too much, now your words are getting tougher.”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Baili Xia and left holding Zimo.

Zimo originally wanted to say a few words to Baili Xia but was pulled by Mu Lingchuan, so he had to follow him upstairs.

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