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Wang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Mu Xiaojiu.

“Thank you, thank you, Mr. Xiaojiu.”

This time, she was truly terrified, fearing that her work might be forever shadowed by this incident.

Once Wang was taken away by that brother, the room returned to silence.

This girl hadn’t given him a massage in a long time, and he hadn’t expected to experience this sensation under such circumstances today.

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, thoroughly enjoying it.

Baili Xia’s resentments were only expressed through the pressure of her hands, venting continuously on Mu Xiaojiu.

But that amount of strength wasn’t even enough to tickle him.

Mu Xiaojiu quietly closed his eyes, feeling those delicate and boneless hands.

Though the pressure was slightly heavy, he, being someone who had undergone rigorous training, could endure it.

Baili Xia used all her strength, but seeing that Uncle’s face showed no sign of pain, only enjoyment, she pursed her lips.

Faced with a muscular man like this, there was nothing she could do, and in the end, she suffered in vain.

After a moment’s thought, she finally softened her strength and began to massage gently.

Mu Xiaoyao had already brought the computer over and was searching for information on the coffee table.

After a while, he looked up at Mu Xiaojiu and said, “There’s no such company.”

Mu Xiaojiu slightly raised his eyes before closing them again.

He had already anticipated this outcome. This mysterious organization had managed to stay hidden so long without them finding much information. How could they leave any clues this time?

Only a woman like Hu Xuefei would fall for such a trap for lust and money.

“Check this person, You Tian.”

The company might be fake, but the name could be real.

No matter what, he wanted Mu Xiaoyao to give it a try.

Mu Xiaoyao nodded and started searching again on the computer.

But soon, he realized that there were no leads.

Even after uploading the person’s photo to the computer to conduct a fuzzy search across the entire internet, he couldn’t find this person.

This person’s image had never left any trace online.

No one knows where he comes from.

Mu Xiaoyao closed the computer, his brow slightly furrowed.

For the first time, he felt that he had met a true adversary.

The enemy seemed like an unknown force, unreachable and unfathomable.

Seeing the two of them deep in thought, Baili Xia continued to massage as she spoke, “Since we can’t find anything, let’s not dwell on it for now. Once Tian wakes up, maybe everything will be clear.”

Mu Xiaojiu looked up at her, a hint of warmth in his eyes.

This girl had become much more optimistic by this point.

He raised his hand, gesturing for her to stop.

His large hand settled on her waist, pulling her to the front.

Such a gesture was indescribably tender and intimate.

Baili Xia blushed, quickly sitting beside him on the sofa, to avoid being pulled onto his lap.

If she ended up on his lap, who knows where it might lead?

Even with just the two of them, Baili Xia felt uneasy, let alone in front of others.

“Uncle, we can think about these things later.”

“But isn’t there still the evening banquet for Zimo’s wedding? Aren’t we going?”

She had told Zimo in the morning that she wasn’t feeling well and still hadn’t returned.

Given Zimo’s nature, he must have been worried about her already.

She also felt guilty. Today was Zimo’s wedding day, yet she had been out all this time.

Though the circumstances were beyond her control, she still felt she had let her good friend down.

Mu Xiaojiu easily saw through her thoughts, lowered his eyes in thought for a moment, and then nodded.

“Let’s go, we’ll go together.”

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