"Have him set off for Bei Miao immediately..."
A single sentence instantly stopped Baili Xia, who had already run several steps, dead in her tracks.
Hesitating briefly, she finally lowered her head and returned to his side. "Mr. Xiaojiu..."
"Jiu!" Mu Xiaojiu corrected her.
She bit her lip and kept her head bowed. "I dare not."
"..." He truly wanted to twist this small head off her shoulders!
Mu Xiaojiu let out a cold snort and turned to walk toward the backyard.
"Since you're Xiaoyao's... partner, from now on, call me Uncle, just as he does."
The words "Xiaoyao's woman" managed to get stuck in his throat, refusing to come out.
As for the girl, calling him Mr. Xiaojiu was far less fitting than reverting to calling him Uncle like she used to.
It sounded, at least, a bit closer that way.
"Oh, Uncle," Baili Xia called out, but she did not follow.
She only wanted to wait until he had left, so she could leave as well.
