The group of people had left, and the girls welcoming the guests had dispersed. There was no need for any further reception duties from them.
As everyone was leaving, they didn't forget to throw a few mocking or pitying glances at Baili Xia.
Wasn't it destined that someone who dared to compete with the chairman's daughter for a man would end up this way?
But Baili Xia really didn't care, what she cared about was the cold yet complex look Mu Xiaojiu gave her just now.
She hoped it was merely his gaze on Qi Ya, never… never should his eyes rest on her.
The horror of that night flooded her mind, the memories woven into her brain, constantly lingering, refusing to leave...
He was lying on top of her, two iron arms thicker than her own thighs imprisoning her tightly.
His sweat kept sliding off his face, dropping on her chest, only to be splashed away by his formidable strength in an instant.
Under him, she had no room to struggle, she could only suffer his brutal assault.
If he hadn't let her go later, she would have surely died that night, beneath his weight!
Mr. Xiaojiu, a man not even twenty-eight, had been deeply embedded in her heart like a devil.
"Xiaxia, I'm sorry, I just accidentally blurted it out."
Everyone had left, but seeing that Baili Xia was still standing there, stunned, the same-aged Ning Anran lightly tugged at her sleeve.
She had indeed seen Mr. Xiaojiu's gaze falling on Xiaxia just now, it wasn't a lie, it was the women who were mistaken.
But she didn't expect that because of her words, Xiaxia would be targeted by those women.
"I'm sorry," she apologized softly.
"Why did you do that? I'm fine." Baili Xia was pulled back from her thoughts by her tug.
Walking towards the lobby with Ning Anran, she smiled with a hint of paleness, "There's nothing for us here now, we best go back and get back to work. I still have several illustrations to finish."
"Me too." Seeing her smile, Ning Anran finally felt relieved.
As the two of them hand in hand approached the lobby, they raised their heads to see a tall figure coming out of the elevator, followed by the manager of Baili Xia's Art Department.
Seeing Ye Hua, without thinking, Baili Xia's first reaction was to run.
But it was clear that she was their target this time.
"Xiaxia." Manager Su called out to Baili Xia this warmly for the first time. With a beaming smile, he was the first to approach, "Xiaxia, Mr. Ye wants to see you."
"Manager..." Bai Li Xia's breathing was erratic. Facing Mr. Ye who was already standing in front of her, she didn't dare to take a second look.
However, Ye Hua was looking at her, his attitude could be considered as gentle: "Miss Baili, Mr. Xiaojiu wants to see you."
The word "Mr. Xiaojiu" caused Baili Xia's already pale face to turn even paler in fright.
She instinctively took a step back, but Manager Su still persistently tried to persuade her with a smile, "Xiaxia, it is a great honor to be summoned by Mr. Xiaojiu! Hurry along, we wouldn't want to keep him waiting."
Although unsure of the relationship between Baili Xia and Mr. Xiaojiu, anyone summoned by Mr. Xiaojiu should be taken to him as soon as possible.
Such a blessing! These words created a sense of disgust within Baili Xia.
It's not the era of kings anymore, why use a term like "blessing"!
Ning Anran, who had been standing by the side, was completely stunned after hearing Ye Hua say that Mr. Xiaojiu wanted to see Baili Xia. She couldn't react at all.
Baili Xia still wanted to find an excuse to refuse, Ye Hua, however, preemptively said in a deep voice, "Mr. Xiaojiu doesn't like to wait, Miss Baili, it's best not to upset him."
Seeing Baili Xia's face turn deathly white, he finally gave a faint smile, "Let's go. Mr. Xiaojiu won't eat you, don't be afraid."