Baili Xia could tell that the apology was sincere.
The compassion in Brother's eyes was real too.
This kind of Brother made her nose sting, and she almost couldn't hold back her tears.
Why did such a thing happen after she completely trusted them?
When Uncle and Ning Anran conspired, did Brother know about it too?
Brother... knew Uncle so well, even often helping him with things. How could he not know?
The only one who didn't know was herself...
"What's wrong? Are you still uneasy?"
Seeing her red eyes, Mu Xiaoyao raised his hand and gently rubbed her head.
"Don't worry, wait for me a moment. I'll wash up and go down to have breakfast with you."
Only then did Baili Xia notice that Mu Xiaoyao was still in his pajamas, with tousled hair.
The thought that she had interrupted Mu Xiaoyao's sleep made her feel a slight pang of guilt.
But what she didn't expect was that she hadn't knocked on the door at all; how did Mu Xiaoyao know she was outside?
