Chapter 2102

Ning Anran really couldn’t understand, what exactly was Mr. Xiaojiu thinking?

Baili Xia is soon going to be engaged to Mu Xiaoyao, and then they’ll be married. What’s the point of her managing his Sihai Residence?

Isn’t Mr. Xiaojiu afraid of people gossiping about this decision?

However, Ye Hua seemed completely indifferent. Hearing her words, he casually said, “Communication is so convenient now, why would you need to relay messages?”

The implication was, either she was lying, or Mu Xuri was creating trouble for no reason out of boredom.

Ning Anran’s face turned even redder, yet she had nothing to say.

After a long pause, she finally said calmly, “It’s nothing major, just wanted me to greet Uncle and take care of him while I’m here.”

“There are plenty of servants at Sihai Residence, no need for more.”

“You…” Ning Anran bit her thin lip tightly, her eyes reddening with anger.

Was Ye Hua comparing her to a servant?

What status do servants have? Can they be compared to her? Ye Hua was clearly deliberately humiliating her!

“Since there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

Fuming with anger, Ning Anran turned and left in large strides.

Ye Hua didn’t mind, opened his laptop, and continued to stay busy beside Xiaoxiao…

…

Tonight, Sihai Residence was dimly lit.

It was said that this afternoon, when Mu Xiaojiu returned, his eyes were injured and couldn’t stand bright light.

So, the entire Sihai Residence was only dimly lit, barely enough to see the path.

Mu Xuri sat on the sofa, looking at the person opposite him, his confusion deepening.

He had clearly received news that Jiu was seriously injured, poisoned, and unconscious.

Why was he sitting here now, perfectly fine without any abnormalities?

Aside from some bandages on his arm proving he was slightly injured, there was nothing serious.

“Jiu, is your injury alright?”

Mu Xiaojiu said indifferently, “Such a small injury won’t kill me.”

Although his expression remained the same, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes when no one was looking.

Mu Xuri, under the faint light, looked at the person opposite.

But from that sullen face, there was no sign of weakness.

“Jiu, why not turn on the lights so I can see your wound? If it’s severe, I’ll have a doctor check it.”

“No need, Nangong Xu has already looked at it, it’s nothing serious.”

Hearing him say this, Mu Xuri couldn’t insist further.

Nangong Xu, known as the Ghost Doctor, had unparalleled medical skills.

He couldn’t find a valid reason to forcibly have his own doctor check on Mu Xiaojiu.

He gave Wen Yu a look, and Wen Yu nodded, standing up.

She had been observing Mu Xiaojiu the whole time, but the light was too dim to see clearly.

Yet the appearance of his hands seemed somewhat different from before.

She was very familiar with Jiu.

“Jiu, I used to take care of your injuries. Let me…”

Before finishing her sentence, Mu Xiaojiu had already spoken again.

“I said, no need.”

His voice sounded cold, making Wen Yu involuntarily feel a chill.

Her heart trembled, so she sat down again.

Upon hearing of Jiu’s injury, she was somewhat worried.

But seeing him here without any issues, she was relieved.

Still, she felt that Jiu was strange, somewhat different from the Jiu she knew before.

Especially those hands, they really seemed a bit different.

Her gaze wandered back and forth over Mu Xiaojiu’s hands, trying to discern something.

Mu Xiaojiu seemed to notice too, his hands tensed, and he raised his arms, crossing them together.

Conveniently, it hid those large palms beneath his arms.