Chapter 91: My People Play However You Want 18_1

Mu Xiaojiu’s large palm, placed on her, paused, his gaze fell on her petite head.

His feelings were a bit complex, but his face didn’t show any sign of it.

“Uncle,” said Baili Xia, looking at their shadows on the wall.

“Can I ask?

Why did you approach me…What’s your motive?”

“Why ask if you already know you can’t?”

Mu Xiaojiu merely paused briefly, then continued washing her body.

Baili Xia knew better than to question the actions of these influential figures.

Yet this matter was clearly related to her.

What was the Uncle planning to use her for?

“Sometimes, knowing too much isn’t a good thing.

Better to be ignorant.”

What Mu Xiaojiu said was somewhat vague, as if he was hiding something.

But he didn’t want anyone to know.

Still leaning against the wall, Baili Xia grew more curious the less willing he was to talk.

But in truth, she really didn’t know Uncle very well.

Although her body was familiar with him due to their intimacy, she didn’t know him at all psychologically.

Undoubtedly, Uncle wanted to use her for something, but he didn’t plan to let her know just yet.

Indeed, if he wanted to use her, why would he let her know the truth?

She suddenly felt that her situation was really bad, but she was helpless.

Mu Xiaojiu seemed to sense her sadness.

A young girl, suddenly experiencing so much and with a little cleverness that prevented her from living in ignorance.

Life like this was bound to be difficult.

“Are you going to study in Jin City next semester?

I’ll have Ye Hua transfer your spot.” He suddenly said.

Baili Xia wanted to look back at him, but he was naked, and she dared not look.

Uncle’s body was really good-looking, but looking at it would invite trouble.

“My grandfather wants me to study in Jin City.” She softly replied.

“Then it’s Imperial College.

Your brother is there too, and he’ll be graduating soon.” He said.

“Okay.” Baili Xia nodded, realizing that it was not her place to make decisions in this matter.

Nobody spoke.

The silence was only broken by the sound of water falling from the faucet and reverberating in the bathroom.

After a while, Baili Xia spoke again: “Uncle, grandpa said that I should marry either my eldest brother or my second brother.

I always thought it was a joke.”

What Ye Hua said, don’t defy him, go along, and life will be better.

This time, after silently looking at her, Mu Xiaojiu coldly replied: “Then choose one from them.”

“Uncle…” Baili Xia was startled and wanted to turn around.

But Mu Xiaojiu gently pushed her, asking her to remain facing him.

She didn’t know that at that moment, his eyes were full of endless hatred, which she had no chance to see.

That flash of hatred in his eyes was fleeting.

By the next moment, it was gone.

“I’ve told you, I’m not going to confine your feelings, whoever you like doesn’t matter to me.”

His long fingers traced her shoulders, his voice colder than ever, “As long as, within a year, this body belongs only to me.”

Baili Xia clenched her fist, bit her lip, her heart oddly aching a bit.

Uncle…didn’t care about her at all, he was only interested in her body.

That’s okay, a year, or when she could repay the money agreement with her own abilities, she’d have no ties to him.

In the silence, the magnetic voice of the man behind her echoed again: “Be good, legs …

spread.”