Being held in the arms of a man in front of so many people made Baili Xia feel a bit uneasy.
Although this man was obviously standing up for her today, before this, he was the one who had caused her trouble.
She delicately tugged at Mu Xiaojiu's sleeve, whispering against her better judgment, "Mr. Xiaojiu, can you... let me down first?"
She was never one to enjoy being in the limelight, but today, there seemed to be no avoiding it.
Mu Xiaojiu didn't respond, quite contrary, his hold on her tightened.
Baili Xia dared not utter another word. Silently, she cast her gaze ahead to the dozens of girls, her expression was emotionless.
Resentment, dissatisfaction, fear, regret, were all expressed in the girls' eyes.
Just a casual glance was enough for Baili Xia to take in the expressions painted across their faces.
She didn't have many strengths, but one thing she excelled at was her impeccable memory.
