Chapter 810: Do You Like Big Brother

With Zimo and Xiaoxiao, she returned to the room and inspected Zimo’s wound meticulously.

Knowing there was nothing major at this point, Baili Xia finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

However, she still glared at them, fuming!

They didn’t even tell her about such a big incident, those two rascals!

But, Zimo was injured like that, although now he was healed.

She could tell just how severe the wound was at that time.

What’s the point in scolding her now?

“But why would you take a bullet for big brother?

Could it be…”

She blinked her eyes and leaned closer to Zimo, “Do you have a crush on Mr.

Mu Lingchuan?”

Zimo looked back at her, face unflushed, breath steady, showing none of the shyness of a young girl.

Baili Xia shook her head, “It seems not.”

With Zimo’s personality, how would he understand matters of liking or not liking?

It’s good if he doesn’t like him.

That kind of wealthy young master can’t necessarily bring happiness to Zimo.

Given Zimo’s temperament, he wouldn’t know how to wrestle for power in such a family.

Who knows how he might end up being bullied?

“Right! I totally forgot about this issue.” When Baili Xia brought it up, even Xiaoxiao became interested.

“Zimo, come on, tell us, do you or do you not like Mr.

Mu?”

“Why would I like Mr.

Mu?” Zimo genuinely showed no peculiar expressions.

It wasn’t that his acting was really that good, but rather, this guy clearly had a calm and collected demeanor.

Talk of ‘young girl’s spring feelings’ was too distant for her, ridiculously far away.

“He’s Xiaxia’s elder brother.

If I didn’t save him and he died, what would the Mu family do to Xiaxia?

As for why I saved Mr.

Mu, I actually never thought it through properly.

“Besides, he was just a short distance from me at the time.

How could someone who practices martial arts just watch someone die without helping?”

“Can’t you, as a girl, have a bit more of a romantic sentiment?”

Even Xiaoxiao started to reproach her, “All you know is fighting and killing.

When will you find a decent man to marry?”

“And you’re one to talk?” Baili Xia rolled her eyes at her, huffing.

“You’re busy all day with those messy weapons.

What man would dare to marry you, not afraid that your new weapons might explode in the middle of the night?”

“Isn’t this about Zimo?

What does it have to do with me?”

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, glancing at the time; it seemed almost right.

Despite reluctance, she stood up taking Zimo with her, looking at Baili Xia.

“We’re moving to the company dormitory tonight, so we can stay there directly tomorrow.

I heard it’s going to rain tomorrow, and there’s a scene that needs to be rushed.”

“Aren’t they deploying artificial rain?

Why still rush for a rainy day?”

“The director wants the most realistic setting, everyone’s been waiting for this rain for a long time.”

Baili Xia tapped her on the head, “The real big stars take it easy, yet you, a minor stand-in, are so nervous.”

“If you don’t love what you do, you might get fired, and if that happens, I’m not like Zimo with such great skills to mix into a CEO bodyguard role.”

Xiaoxiao was all smiles, naturally also thinking about quickly sorting things out; she still had an unfinished design diagram to work on.

“There was a barbecue event tonight; I wanted to invite you guys.” As she watched them leave, Baili Xia still eyed Zimo’s left arm, worried.

“Zimo’s injury isn’t fully healed yet, he shouldn’t eat meaty, greasy foods, better you don’t go.”