"Very well, learned to resist, haven't you?"
Mu Xiaojiu's gaze was dark and ambiguous. His long fingers traced Baili Xia's face.
He barely touched her and her body instantly tensed.
Baili Xia took a deep breath. It wasn't that she didn't know how to resist, just that she wasn't able to.
This bastard still has her photos, how dare she try to oppose him?
But still, couldn't he be logical about it?
She still had a life to lead. She was only eighteen; she couldn't let it be ruined by him.
"It seems, you have a lot to say to me."
Mu Xiaojiu leaned back on the chair, looking sidelong at her in a languid pose.
Baili Xia quickly took her eyes off him.
This man was just like a demon, two glances at him and she could easily lose herself.
Although, she despised and even hated him.
But, there was no denying, his charm was the greatest among all the men she had ever encountered.
"Uncle, I don't know why you chose me, but... I ... I still have to live."
