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Mu Xiaojiu raised an eyebrow, looking up at her: “You know her?”

“I saw her when Zimo and I were picking out a wedding dress.”

Mu Xiaojiu curled his lips and looked back.

He leaned forward, his gaze falling again on Wang.

“You want to plead for her?”

Baili Xia was slightly taken aback, not understanding his meaning.

“She has nothing to do with it, what do I need to plead for?”

Mu Xiaojiu sat up straight, leaning against the back of the sofa, in a lazy posture.

His relaxed appearance was truly enticing.

Even though Baili Xia was so familiar with Uncle, it was still rare to see him so relaxed.

However, his words were so cold.

“Since that’s the case, then take her down and lock her up for three days as well.”

Wang was so frightened she immediately fell to the ground, repeatedly saying, “Don’t lock me up, please, I really don’t know anything. Please…”

Baili Xia looked at Mu Xiaojiu in shock, raising her voice a few degrees.

“Uncle, I already said she has nothing to do with it, why do you still want to lock her up?”

Mu Xiaojiu looked at her calmly, their gazes meeting.

Those deep, ink-like eyes made it impossible to see what he was thinking.

“You didn’t plead for her, I still have some doubts about her identity.”

“To be cautious, it’s better to lock her up.”

Baili Xia was speechless. What does Wang’s identity have to do with her pleading or not?

Could she be related to the assassin, and a few pleas would let her go?

Although knowing Uncle would never be lenient with enemies, this time is he using it in the wrong place.

Suddenly, something flashed in her mind.

She understood, finally knowing what Uncle was thinking.

Uncle was clearly teasing her. He wouldn’t be lenient with enemies, but he wouldn’t bully innocent people either.

Baili Xia’s eyes, like crystal grapes, glared with evident disdain.

But Mu Xiaojiu turned a blind eye, just looking at her calmly.

This girl, he understands her too well.

Baili Xia seemed to be sulking, still refusing to give in.

But, Mu Xiaojiu had a way to make her speak.

“Go, take her down.”

The brothers standing in the hall hesitated, unsure if they should act.

Even they could hear this wasn’t Mr. Xiaojiu’s true intention, he was clearly joking with Miss Xiaxia.

But this was an order from Mr. Xiaojiu, it must not be defied.

One brother finally made up his mind, stepped out of the lineup, and walked to Wang’s side.

Imitating Long Ting’s manner, he clasped Wang’s upper arm with a big hand, intending to lift her up.

“Wait…”

Baili Xia was utterly speechless, with that lift, Wang would indeed be hurt.

This matter originally had nothing to do with her, she didn’t want to see an innocent person get implicated.

Her gaze fell on Mu Xiaojiu, saying: “Uncle, she has nothing to do with this, please don’t make things difficult for her.”

“Are you pleading with me?”

Mu Xiaojiu’s face actually showed a faint smile, looking at Baili Xia’s eyes, a hint of amusement appeared.

“Yes.” Baili Xia said helplessly.

“When asking for something, you should look like you’re asking. Come and massage my shoulders.”

A black line appeared on Baili Xia’s forehead, Uncle was really childish.

Actually playing this game, and in front of so many subordinates.

The subordinates dared not say anything openly, wasn’t he afraid they’d laugh at him behind his back?

But regardless of what she thought, Baili Xia still stood up, walked behind Mu Xiaojiu, and really started to give him a massage.

“Uncle, satisfied now? How about letting her go?”

Mu Xiaojiu nodded contentedly, then waved his hand, signaling for someone to take Wang out.

The brother immediately put Wang down: “Let’s go.”

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