Chapter 809: She No Longer Considers Them Family

At this point, Zimo was no longer trying to intervene.

Although she was indeed sometimes slow to catch on, this time she had understood Ning Anran’s intention.

She really didn’t want to leave with her; she truly wanted to stay here.

“Zimo,” Xiaoxiao gently patted the back of her hand, managing to muster a slight smile, “let it be, as long as she’s happy.”

“I just don’t want us to bother them too much.” But Zimo felt utterly helpless at the moment.

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

There were things she wanted to say but felt she shouldn’t.

Zimo continued, as always, to treat Ning Anran like family, like a younger sister to be protected.

As an older sister, she certainly did not want Ning Anran to cause trouble for others.

After all, to her, Ning Anran’s issues were her own.

But during this encounter, she suddenly realized An Ran was different from before.

At least on this point, An Ran did not consider them family.

Seeing the sorrow in Xiaoxiao’s heart, Baili Xia grasped her hand and gave her a smile.

“Never mind, how about I take you to see my room? This place can still be considered half my home for now.”

Zimo looked at her, her lips moved slightly, but she remained silent.

Baili Xia shook her head, “The situation is different, I’ll explain it to you in detail later.”

“Okay.” Zimo didn’t press further, having seen the distinct circumstances between Xiaxia and Ning Anran.

The three were about to leave when they noticed Mu Lingchuan standing there still, staring at Zimo’s retreating figure, lost in thought.

Baili Xia turned her head to glance at him, “Brother, are you heading back?”

“Yes, let’s go together.” Mu Lingchuan followed in their steps and gave Zimo another peculiar look.

“What’s the matter? You haven’t fallen for our Zimo, have you?” Baili Xia glanced at him, quickly adopted a protective stance, and pulled Zimo behind herself, away from Mu Lingchuan.

“Mr.

Mu Lingchuan, you playboys, don’t get any ideas about her; she’s not someone to mess around with, and she can’t afford to play.”

“What’s with the nervousness?

Do I really look that bad?”

A playboy?

When had he ever caused any scandals?

The most scandal that could be attributed to him was probably with her.

For many years, he had held himself to high standards, something these young ladies could not understand.

Baili Xia stuck out her tongue at him but said no more.

In fact, Mr.

Mu Lingchuan really did not fit the image of a playboy, but those of their wealthy and noble ilk usually had many companions, right?

She did not want Zimo to get caught in that whirlpool; as she said, Zimo was not someone to be trifled with, and she couldn’t afford the stakes.

However, Mu Lingchuan let out a laugh, “I was just wondering, if it came to a fight between Ye Hua and Zimo, I don’t know who would win.”

“And what about you? How do you compare to Ye Hua?” Baili Xia challenged with a glance.

“What a joke, that fellow is not even in my league.” Mu Lingchuan laughed heartily and walked briskly away from them.

“Is Mr. Mu Lingchuan really that good with martial arts?” Zimo couldn’t help but glance at Baili Xia.

She could tell that Ye Hua was extraordinary.

But as for Mr.

Mu Lingchuan and Mr.

Xiaojiu, she could not read them at all.

Generally, there were only two kinds of people she couldn’t read: those who were incredibly fierce, beyond her ability to compare, and those who truly lacked martial arts skills.

“How would I know?” Baili Xia shrugged, speaking nonchalantly, “I’ve never seen him fight; perhaps he’s not bad either.”

She took her hand again, and Baili Xia’s face grew stern, “Come on, follow me back, let’s check your wounds first.”