Sharing a man... Mu Xiaojiu raised an eyebrow, the expression in his eyes was complex.
"Am I just a man to be 'used' in your eyes?"
Does this girl really understand what "uses" means?
The word "use" made him incredibly uncomfortable for a moment.
Baili Xia realized she had misspoken, but she meant what she said. It was up to him to understand or not.
"Anyway, I don't want to see you again. I don't want any physical contact with you."
"Just because you think I want you, while also having other women?"
"I don't care if it is at the same time, even the past ones count."
Talking about this made her feel even more wronged.
"You... I don't want to know how many women you had before, and it's not my place to ask, but I don't want... I don't want you to be that kind of Uncle."
She couldn't push him away, so she could only turn her head away and not look at him.
Why hadn't she considered this before? How many women had Uncle had? How dirty his body must have become?
