People came and went, from morning until afternoon, and by now, most of them had left.
"Get up, you've been kneeling too long."
Mu Xiaoyao walked over to Baili Xia and spoke softly.
Baili Xia had lost track of how long she had been kneeling; her legs now felt as if they were not her own.
Yet, looking at the photo of her grandfather on the tombstone, she was reluctant to stand up.
A tall figure stepped over and lifted her straight off the ground.
"Uncle..." Baili Xia snapped back to reality as she noticed him lifting her, and she was startled.
Luckily, most of the Eight Big Families had left, otherwise, Uncle holding her like this would surely be big news.
The last thing she wanted now was to be linked to him, especially in front of the Eight Big Families.
"I can walk myself." She struggled, trying hard to break free from his embrace.
But Mu Xiaojiu gave her no chance to escape, continuing to hold her, striding towards the car.
