Baili Xia stood at the doorway, her heart already sour the moment she saw Uncle.
Hearing his indifferent voice, she was even more uncertain whether it was more of heartache or anger.
"What did Ning Anran want from you?" Not knowing what to say to break the ice, she chose this topic.
"She came to tell me that she doesn't want to be Miss Sun of the Mu family."
Mu Xiaojiu didn't even lift his head, his gaze still fixed on the computer screen.
His long fingers were rapidly tapping on the keyboard, the clattering sounds made it evident that he was indeed very busy.
Baili Xia knew she should leave, that she shouldn't disturb him at a time like this.
Yet Uncle's cold demeanor made her feel very unwilling to let it go.
"Why would she tell you these things?"
She walked over, trying hard to calm herself down.
Trying to tell herself that he was her Uncle, her Jiu.
There was nothing they couldn't talk about between them, so there was no need for her to feel as if she was intruding.
