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“I’ve been giving Uncle massages for a while, and I’ve learned how to do it. You see, why not let me…”

Before Ning Anran could finish her words, she quickly stopped.

Because the cold gaze opposite her terrified her too much to continue.

In her heart, she resented Baili Xia. Just what kind of enchanting spell did Baili Xia use to captivate Mr. Xiaojiu, leaving him unwilling to give Ning Anran even the slightest chance?

Baili Xia had a faint smile on her face, feeling unspeakably pleased with the scene before her.

She secretly admired Uncle, who could think of such a good method to send Ning Anran away.

“Uncle, it was my oversight, I forgot I promised to give you a massage.”

“But I’ve already scheduled Mrs. Wen to come, so how about we go to the study, where I can massage you while Mrs. Wen teaches me to iron clothes, okay?”

After saying this, without waiting for Mu Xiaojiu’s agreement, she turned to look at Zimo.

“Zimo, could you and Anran go and check on Xiaoxiao? Mrs. Wen and I will find you after we’re done.”

Ning Anran, of course, was reluctant to leave and immediately said, “No, Uncle asked me to…”

She almost blurted out that Mu Xuri had arranged for her to watch over Wen Yu.

Fortunately, she realized it in time and stopped herself.

With a flash of inspiration, she changed her tune: “I also want to learn how Mrs. Wen irons clothes, can I come along?”

“Didn’t you just say that such tasks are left to the servants? Why do you want to learn now?”

Baili Xia looked at her, smiling.

Ning Anran’s face turned a mix of red and white, and she wished she could scold herself for being so talkative earlier.

“It’s just that, I…”

Suddenly, Mu Xiaojiu interrupted, “My study doesn’t need too many people.”

After speaking, he turned and headed back to the study.

Baili Xia supported Wen Yu and followed behind him.

As they passed Ning Anran, she gave her a slight glance.

No matter Mu Xuri’s arrangements, in the Sihai Residence, Uncle still had the final say.

“I’ll come find you later. Thank you,” she said to Zimo and then walked towards the study again.

Having been directly refused by Mr. Xiaojiu, Ning Anran dared not say more.

Her almond eyes puffed in anger as she glared fiercely at Baili Xia’s back.

“I’m going to see Xiaoxiao. Are you coming or not?”

Zimo, observing her expression, coldly asked.

Ning Anran snapped back to reality, collecting her thoughts.

“Okay.”

…

The three of them entered the study, and Mu Xiaojiu sat down behind the desk.

Baili Xia helped Wen Yu to a chair opposite the desk.

Wen Yu looked at Mu Xiaojiu’s calm face and felt a strange excitement.

“Jiu, thank you for letting me speak.”

Mu Xiaojiu nodded indifferently, not responding, but his gaze landed on Baili Xia.

“Come here.”

“Huh?” Baili Xia was taken aback.

“Massage.”

A black line appeared on Baili Xia’s forehead; didn’t they say massage earlier just to avoid Ning Anran?

How come they were really going to do it now that they’re in the study?

Especially with Wen Yu here, how embarrassing.

Wen Yu heard Mu Xiaojiu’s words, and there was a faint pain in her heart.

His order to Baili Xia felt endearing, despite its command.

It seemed they had returned to their past relationship.

Baili Xia glanced at Wen Yu, signaling Mu Xiaojiu with her eyes.

Someone’s here; can’t this wait?

But Mu Xiaojiu seemed unmoved by her hint, “Hurry up.”

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