Chapter 2064

Without saying anything more, Baili Xia put the bracelet back into her pocket and returned to the Sihai Residence with Xiaoyao.

…In the afternoon, she spent some time reading a book in her room.

For some reason, her mind was unsettled, repeatedly replaying the moment when Mu Xiaojiu dropped that blood onto the chair while dining.

She promised herself not to care, not to mind, yet that scene, that drop of blood, lingered in her mind.

Unable to focus on the book, Baili Xia lay down on the bed, planning to take a nap.

But after an hour of tossing and turning, she still couldn’t fall asleep.

Finally, she casually took out two pills and swallowed them, which made her drift into a drowsy sleep.

In her dream, there was always that figure, that fragrance so familiar it breaks the heart, perpetually surrounding her.

She wanted to push him away, but couldn’t.

She wanted to run, but her legs felt heavy as lead, unable to escape.

Finally, just as she was about to scream from suffocation, that figure left.

Step by step, away he went.

She clearly wanted to escape from him, and his departure was what she desired.

Yet, as he walked away, her heart inexplicably wrenched with pain.

Baili Xia pressed hard against her chest, where her heart lay.

Telling herself, the pain is just temporary, it will pass one day.

Once this intense pain completely disappears, her life can start anew.

But why does it still hurt, so deeply painful…

Suddenly, from some unknown corner, a silver flash appeared.

With a bang, a gunshot rang out.

“No!” A sea of red dyed her vision crimson.

“Uncle!” Baili Xia suddenly sat up from the bed.

Her eyes, damp with tears, opened to see the familiar room before her, all familiar surroundings.

No gunshot sound, no assassination, and no blood stinging her eyes…

What she experienced was merely a dream.

Baili Xia exhaled heavily, her chest still heaving.

Wiping her forehead with her hand, she found her hand covered in cold sweat.

The dream was far too realistic.

Uncle… was he gravely injured?

Feeling dizzy, she freshened up and then walked out of her room.

Upon exiting, a short distance away was Mu Xiaojiu’s room, with the door tightly closed.

Not knowing whether he was inside or not.

Her palm tightened and loosened, loosened and then clenched again.

After several cycles like this, Baili Xia finally bit her lip, turned around, and headed towards the staircase in the opposite direction.

When Baili Xia descended to the lobby, she encountered Nangong Xu with a medicine kit speaking with Ye Hua.

Upon seeing Baili Xia, Nangong Xu’s eyes distinctly brightened.

Without much thought, he walked over to Baili Xia.

“Master, are you treating Uncle’s wound?” Seeing the medicine kit in his hand, her subconscious words had already escaped.

Nangong Xu nodded, his expression somber.

“Mr. Xiaojiu kicked me out. I think you’re the only one who can make him listen. Xiaxia, can you help?”

Previously, when Mu Xiaojiu was injured, Baili Xia was always the one to change his bandages. Now she was the sole solution.

This wound cannot go untreated.

“Me?” Baili Xia hesitated internally, memories flooding her mind.

She knew her master’s words were true, but those were things of the past.

Now, can Uncle really heed her, letting her dress his wound?

A few days ago, he had furiously declared he would never involve himself in her matters again.

Moreover, she has already settled the marriage arrangement with Brother, can Uncle truly accept it?