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She’s not a murderer, and Wen Yu isn’t harmed either.

She must be kept to testify against Mu Xuri.

Besides, Wen Yu has no right to participate in this matter.

The only wrong thing she did was not helping when she knew Mu Xuri was going to deal with Baili Yang.

If she helped, she might have lost her own life too.

Not helping, isn’t it quite human nature?

“Uncle, I want to go out for a walk.”

Though she still has some doubts in her heart, Baili Xia didn’t want to stay here any longer, she just wanted to go out and vent.

She was afraid that if she stayed, she wouldn’t be able to control her emotions.

Uncle must have a lot of questions to ask Wen Yu.

She trusts Uncle, he won’t disappoint her.

Baili Xia reached out to pull her hand from Mu Xiaojiu’s grasp but couldn’t get it out.

She looked down at him, her eyes were already red, tears spun in her eyes, but she held back and didn’t let them fall.

Mu Xiaojiu looked up at her, his eyes filled with complexity.

This girl’s perseverance was right, but he didn’t choose to trust her back then.

To be honest, he holds quite a bit of responsibility in this matter.

If he had been more cautious, paid more attention to Baili Yang, perhaps Baili Yang wouldn’t have died unjustly in prison.

But at that time… he’d already identified Baili Yang as his father’s murderer.

Allowing him to spend his days in prison peacefully was already generous enough.

At that time, asking him to be more mindful might have been impossible as well.

Mu Xiaojiu now was starting to believe that Mu Xuri killed Baili Yang to cover up certain past events.

Could it be that he’s been kept in the dark all this time?

Is it possible that Dongfang Jin’s words were right, that because his surname is Mu, he can’t see things clearly?

“I’m fine, I just feel suffocated and don’t want to stay any longer.”

Baili Xia bit her lip, forcing back her overwhelming bitterness.

“If there’s anything, you can talk to Mrs. Wen.”

She tugged her hand again, finally pulling it free from Mu Xiaojiu’s big hand.

She’s holding back, not letting the tears spilling in her eyes fall.

Right now, she just wanted to leave quickly.

She can’t cry in front of Uncle; he’d definitely feel guilty about this situation too.

What she seeks now is not anyone’s guilt, but for Uncle to be fair and get to the truth.

As she passed Wen Yu, Wen Yu opened her mouth, wanting to apologize again.

But Baili Xia didn’t even look at her, just walked right past.

She quickly walked to the door, opened it, and went out.

Watching Baili Xia leave, Mu Xiaojiu’s heart felt as if it was stabbed, leaving it bloody and torn.

He withdrew his gaze and refocused on Wen Yu.

“He practiced poison, why don’t I sense any trace of poisoning?

People who often practice poisoning usually have a special smell.

The most obvious is their hands, the nails often bear some dark marks.

Yet none of this is evident on Mu Xuri.

Wen Yu paused, then said: “He hasn’t practiced poison for a long time, I’ve only seen it a few times before.”

“But I don’t know why, in recent years he’s gradually given it up.”

She used to suspect too, based on her observation, Mu Xuri’s poisoning skills were definitely not low.

Why would someone with such talent give it up?

Mu Xiaojiu lowered his eyes in thought, anxiety flashing in his eyes.

“About the past, have you noticed anything else?”

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