Chapter 808: And You Do You Want to Leave

Baili Xia had really been scared out of her wits just now, and now her palms were covered with cold sweat.

She flung her wrist and the silver chain returned to her waist.

Exhaling softly, she wiped the sweat from her palms before turning back to take Zimo’s hand, looking at her with a more serious expression.

“Under normal circumstances, I could match Ye Hua evenly, so does this count as an abnormal situation? What exactly are you hiding from me?”

Zimo and Xiaoxiao exchanged glances, not expecting their secret to be uncovered here.

But with Xiaxia being so clever, how could she possibly not understand what Mu Lingchuan had just said?

Zimo couldn’t help but look up at Mu Lingchuan beside her, who simply shrugged, indifferent.

“I’ve solved your dilemma, yet you still resent me.

Isn’t that a bit too much?”

Only then did Zimo let go of the resentment in her eyes, nodding at him: “I’m sorry, Mr.

Mu.

I won’t dare to do that again.”

“Go back with this girl,” Mu Lingchuan waved his hand, preferring to let them leave before continuing.

He didn’t know why Uncle had sent Ye Hua to test Zimo’s skills, but since Uncle was interested, what would they do if a real fight broke out?

However, Uncle also realized that Zimo was injured, which was not a normal condition, and there was no point in fighting under these circumstances.

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t plan to deal with them any further, glancing at Leng Yu instead.

Leng Yu immediately bowed her head, her face red, too embarrassed to say more.

It turned out that their opponent was injured, but she had lost even under those conditions.

This really disgraced Mr.

Xiaojiu.

But Mu Xiaojiu didn’t pay her any more mind and began to walk towards the main house.

Behind him, Zimo caught up: “Mr.

Xiaojiu, thank you for taking care of An Ran these past days.

Now that An Ran’s wounds have healed, I would like to take her away.

Please grant your consent, Mr.

Xiaojiu.”

“Zimo!” From the outskirts of the crowd, An Ran finally snapped awake, immediately rushing over to Zimo and grasping her hand tightly.

She looked at Mu Xiaojiu with a panicked face, “Mr.

Xiaojiu, I’m sorry, she didn’t mean any offense, I will speak to her.

I apologize, Mr.

Xiaojiu.”

“And you, are you planning to leave?” Mu Xiaojiu asked indifferently, only giving her a faint look.

Ning Anran bit her lip, her head lowered, afraid to speak.

Zimo wanted to say more, but Ning Anran pulled her forcefully, tugging on Zimo’s left hand.

Zimo’s face changed slightly, but she said no more.

Xiaoxiao came over, carefully separating Ning Anran from Zimo’s hand.

Their behavior, in the eyes of Mu Xiaojiu, appeared hesitantly coy, so he paid them no more attention and walked away.

Leng Yu, trailing at the back before she left, approached Ning Anran, saying,

“Miss An Ran, feel free to stay here. You risked your life to save our Mr. Xiaojiu; everyone in Sihai Residence respects you. Your presence here is our honor; don’t let others stir up trouble.”

Ning Anran was a bit at a loss and didn’t know what to do.

Seeing Leng Yu still holding onto her shoulder, something flickered in her eyes and she suddenly said in a low voice,

“Sister Leng Yu, you’re wounded, isn’t it serious?

I should get Mr.

Nangong to take a look at you.”

“I’m fine…”

“No, I still need to take you to see a doctor, otherwise I won’t be at ease.”

She supported Leng Yu, hurriedly glanced at Zimo and Xiaoxiao, and leaving behind the words, “We’ll talk later,” she helped Leng Yu away.

As they departed, the deep breath everyone let out was clearly seen by all.