Chapter 2165

Zimo is not someone who lies, so at that time he could only say that Baili Xia invited Wen Yu over to help.

However, Mu Xuri suddenly arranged for Ning Anran to come over and help, after all, Mu Xuri is Mu Lingchuan’s elder, leaving her completely unable to refuse.

Upon seeing Baili Xia, a noticeable ripple appeared in the depths of Wen Yu’s eyes.

She knew it was definitely because Jiu had agreed to see her, and that’s why Baili Xia made the arrangement.

She just didn’t expect Ning Anran to come along too, leaving her unsure of how to speak for a moment.

“Xiaxia, did you need me for something?”

Baili Xia smiled lightly and stood up, walking toward her.

“Yes, Mrs. Wen. I heard you mentioned a method for ironing clothes yesterday, so I wanted you to come over and teach me.”

Zimo finally felt relieved, thankfully Baili Xia was clever enough not to slip up.

Wen Yu understood immediately: “Oh, that’s it. If you want to iron any clothes in the future, send them to me, and I’ll iron them for you.”

She also walked toward Baili Xia, avoiding Ning Anran’s gaze, and gave Baili Xia a look, asking how to get rid of Ning Anran.

Baili Xia laughed: “So, An Ran, you came along, do you have an interest in learning this too?”

A trace of disdain emerged on Ning Anran’s face: “Such things, of course, are for the servants to handle, why would you need to do them? It’s too idle.”

She wasn’t too convinced by what Baili Xia was saying; for women like them living in grand mansions, how could any of them bear doing such arduous tasks themselves?

“How can servants be so attentive? I want to learn so I can properly iron clothes for Uncle and Brother. You don’t live in Sihai Residence, you wouldn’t understand.”

“You…”

Baili Xia’s sarcasm in her words was not lost on Ning Anran.

She mocked her for wanting to get close to Uncle, yet having no qualification to do so.

But she could only listen, unable to lose her temper even a bit.

Seeing Ning Anran still wanted to say something, Baili Xia said: “Mrs. Wen, let’s go to my room.”

“Alright.” Wen Yu nodded, glanced at Ning Anran, and followed Baili Xia’s steps to go upstairs.

At that moment, the study door opened.

Mu Xiaojiu stepped out, moving his long legs.

His face sculpted like a blade, with thick, sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, and an indifferent face without a trace of expression.

Ning Anran’s soul seemed to be lost suddenly, as she froze, completely forgetting about Wen Yu’s matter, just staring at him.

Seeing Mu Xiaojiu come out, Wen Yu halted her steps, a trace of tension flickering across her face.

Jiu finally came out; from the moment Baili Xia made Zimo call her over, she knew Jiu was willing to see her.

But seeing him at this moment, she couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous.

After all, his willingness to see her gave her at least a hope to live.

“Jiu…” she called softly.

Mu Xiaojiu ignored her and walked straight to Baili Xia.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said indifferently: “Weren’t you supposed to come and give me a massage? Why haven’t you come?”

Ning Anran finally snapped out of it; what massage, just what was this?

Thinking of massages, she recalled what happened when giving Mu Xuri massages.

Every time, he would take advantage of her.

Every time, she felt like vomiting.

But if Baili Xia were to suffer the same, being taken advantage of by Mr. Xiaojiu, then…

She cast a cold glance at Baili Xia, and in a flash, replaced her expression with a smile.

“Uncle, Xiaxia asked Mrs. Wen to teach her ironing clothes; she may not have time to give you a massage.”