Chapter 961: Don't See Him Anymore

Now, Baili Xia lowered her eyelids, deciding that it was better not to look at Uncle.

Without looking at him, her breathing, at least, became less suffocating.

This man was born to be a woman’s nemesis, with a charm that could kill.

“Uncle, did you want to see me… about something?” Black agate eyes cast downward, she dared only to look at the carpet beneath her feet.

“Won’t you ask me why I suddenly went on a business trip, what I did there?” Mu Xiaojiu drew in the cigarette slowly, the smoke glittering between his slender jade-like fingers.

“For… why did you go on the business trip?” Baili Xia followed his lead, asking further.

Yet in her heart, she wondered whether she should invite Uncle in to sit.

It wasn’t a solution for him to just stand behind the door like this.

But she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, it wouldn’t just be as simple as “sit down.”

What she feared more was that if she said “sit down,” he would directly interpret it as “do it”…

Hmm, being around him for too long was corrupting even her thoughts.

Mu Xiaojiu lifted his hand and took another deep drag of smoke.

While exhaling smoke in plumes, his cool lips parted and he suddenly said faintly, “For you.”

“Eh?” For…

her?

What did that mean?

How could she, a mere girl, be involved in his business affairs?

He must be joking with her.

Mu Xiaojiu, however, continued to stare coldly at her face, knowing she didn’t believe him, and said nothing more.

Having taken the last draw, he pinched out the cigarette with his fingertips and walked over, tossing it into the trash.

Then he turned and walked toward her…

“Unc… Uncle, Grandpa and the others are downstairs…” When he approached, Baili Xia immediately felt an immense pressure.

Yet, that unique aura of his was so enticing, so hard to leave behind.

“It’s your grandpa, isn’t it?” He simply walked past her, and after brushing shoulders with her, sat down on the small sofa.

His long legs crossed, the posture…

made Baili Xia look back at him, and she nearly succumbed again.

What did his words mean?

Just a business trip, and yet, why did it feel like he had grown more distant upon his return?

Was it because of him or because of herself?

Mu Xiaojiu leaned back on the sofa, elbow resting on top, long fingers propping his forehead, he gently massaged it.

That gesture…

“Are you very tired?” Her body reacted faster than her mind, and by the time she asked, Baili Xia had already walked over.

Sitting beside him, her slender fingers landed on his temple, gently massaging it.

“I’ve been looking for you all afternoon since I got back.”

Not to mention the hours he spent on the plane before coming back.

And before the plane, the days he spent running around outside.

Tired, what did she think?

Baili Xia pursed her lips and refrained from saying more.

He really seemed very tired, fatigue written all over his brows.

However, as soon as he returned and saw her with Jin, he got angry, and all she understood was his anger, his icy chill, his deep coldness, leaving no opportunity to pay attention to anything else.

She had never seen him so exhausted from a business trip, was this work truly that important?

Of course, whatever he said about the trip being for her, she took it as a joke.

Mu Xiaojiu was actually really angry tonight, but when this girl saw his tired side and came over to massage him, all of a sudden, the gloominess in his heart dissipated a lot.

“From now on, don’t see him again,” he murmured wearily, his voice husky.

That tone clearly indicated a hint of compromise, but how could she agree to such a request?