Baili Xia maintained a faint smile on her face. She had already found the answers in her heart, and there was no need to think too much about it now.
"It's nothing. In the future, I have my life to live, and the matters of the Mu Mansion have little to do with me."
Guisu raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes involuntarily narrowing.
"And what about Mu Xiaojiu? You and him..."
This girl would take a bullet to save Mu Xiaojiu—what's going on between them now?
He didn't continue, but Baili Xia already understood what he meant.
"It's nothing. Uncle was also used. Besides, he has helped me many times. I don't hate him."
Guisu was about to speak again when Baili Xia quickly interrupted him.
"Don't talk about me. Let's talk about you. How's helping Brother You with the training going? Is everything smooth?"
Seeing that she didn't want to continue, Guisu lowered his gaze and didn't ask anything further.
