The scene of being pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows here flashed through her mind, and Baili Xia's face turned even redder.
"...At night." A voice so soft it was almost inaudible came from Baili Xia's mouth.
As soon as she said it, Baili Xia was at a loss for words about what she had just said.
How did she become so pathetic, being threatened by him? He was clearly just joking, yet she took the bait.
"Deal." Having achieved his goal, Mu Xiaojiu spoke at the right moment.
He picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.
When he put down the teacup, his face had already returned to its usual cold solitude.
"I can only promise not to tell anyone for now, for three days."
"Uncle..."
"No negotiation." Three days was already the limit.
"He has the right to know, and don't you think that once he knows, the matter can be resolved?"
When Mu Xiaojiu's face is expressionless, he can easily give off an authoritative aura.
