Chapter 697: I Won't Dare To Do It Again_1

Baili Xia’s head drooped lower, her voice a barely audible whisper.

“Later…later I found out, but Chen told me, it was all fake…”

“What’s this!” Mu Lingchuan abruptly pulled up her sleeve.

The scarf unraveled from her arm, revealing the vivid bruises and welts, suddenly clear in their view.

“These,” Mu Lingchuan pointed, his rage flaring anew.

“These are fake? Are you going to tell me that a makeup artist drew them on you?”

He was truly angered, but to his surprise, Baili Xia’s face lit up after hearing his words.

“Uncle, what if…I tell him these were drawn on by a makeup artist, would he believe me?” she asked.

“Do you think he’s blind?” Mu Lingchuan was enraged, wanting to give her a good shake.

Even his grandfather wouldn’t be deceived by these bruises.

Does she want to deceive Uncle?

Or has grass grown in her brains?

Uncle has eyes like the god of fire, how many people can actually fool him in this world?

Baili Xia bit her lip.

She knew she was being overly hopeful.

Uncle…forget about deceiving him.

If he discovered her lies, she would be in far worse trouble.

And, if he becomes aware, she feared she would be incinerated by his anger.

The most terrifying thing was, if she infuriated Uncle to the point where he banned her from acting part-time here, what would she do?

She was really short of money, it was a problem before, and the problem was even worse now!

“Uncle, can you promise me one thing?” She looked at Mu Lingchuan.

Mu Lingchuan turned away and snorted coldly: “No!”

“Uncle!” With a bitten lip, she looked intently at him, “You don’t need to do anything, you just need to do nothing.”

“You think even if I don’t say anything, you’ll be able to hide these bruises forever?”

Mu Lingchuan glanced at her.

In order to avoid further outbursts at her, he turned back and sat behind his desk.

He picked up the cup to drink some tea, only to find that the cup was already empty.

To please him, Baili Xia quickly got up, walked over, and took the cup.

She moved towards the water dispenser to fill the cup with water.

The sight of her bruised legs swaying in his view, triggered another round of irritation in Mu Lingchuan.

How could a potential incident occur in his own Feixue Media?

If he had not arrived in time earlier, he could not imagine the possible outcome.

Although with so many people around, the actor couldn’t have possibly done anything inappropriate.

But, he couldn’t rule out the possibility of her being scared out of her wits.

When he arrived, she already had tears in her eyes.

She clearly isn’t cut out for this line of work, was she really in that much financial hardship that she had to torment herself like this?

“Uncle, have some water.” Lost in his thoughts, Baili Xia had already filled the cup and placed it in front of him.

Mu Lingchuan didn’t immediately take it, just looked at her indifferently.

Baili Xia wasn’t quite sure what he was thinking, though she knew he was in a bad mood.

It was a good while before Mu Lingchuan made any reaction.

Taking a deep breath, Baili Xia finally ventured to ask, “Uncle, could you forgive me?

I won’t dare to do it again.”

“Not acting anymore?” Mu Lingchuan raised an eyebrow.

“No!” Without acting, where would she get the money to repay Uncle, or to help Zimo and the children at the orphanage?

Seeing Mu Lingchuan’s face darken, Baili Xia hurriedly explained.

“In the future…I won’t take on such roles anymore, I promise to inquire thoroughly before taking up any job.”

“Do you think you, as a substitute actress, have any right to pick and choose your roles?”