"What do I have to be nervous about?" His voice turned cold, eyes unwavering as he met Baili Xia's gaze directly.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment before Baili Xia suddenly nodded lightly, offering a faint smile.
"She just mentioned that Sir Mu treated me well in the past, nothing else."
Baili Xia really wanted to ask Wu Ming whether Baili Yang was her biological grandfather, but Wu Ming was ultimately Uncle's man.
No matter how well he treated her, his identity was still there.
Wu Ming looked into Baili Xia's eyes, trying to discern if what she said was true.
But those eyes were like a clear lake, with no trace of hidden intentions visible at this moment.
He felt somewhat relieved; perhaps he had been overly concerned about this girl's affairs, and he really might have been overthinking it.
While thinking about this, his phone suddenly rang.
Wu Ming took out his phone, seeing a number that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
