"I won't." Baili Xia refused to move, instead, she leaned against the car door, defiantly glaring at Uncle.
Mu Xiaojiu's gaze fixed intently on her petite face.
Just as Baili Xia began to feel a smidgen of guilt, fearing he might suddenly become angry and torment her again, and was about to relent, she unexpectedly heard Uncle's hearty laugh ring out inside the car.
The soundproofing was so efficient, no one outside could overhear. If the girls were to hear Uncle's laughter, how smitten would they be?
Even Baili Xia herself couldn't suppress her pulse from quickening, a symptom of the unease his laughter stirred within her.
Uncle's laughter was so bright, so completely unlike his usual aloof and distant demeanor.
Her breathing became irregular, and her hand subconsciously pressed against her chest.
She couldn't afford to let her heart race for him, or let herself lose control over a small chuckle of his.
She had to remember that this man almost killed her, he's a villain.
