"Uncle..." Baili Xia bit her lip, unsure of how to explain.
Mu Xiaojiu's chest was rising and falling rapidly due to anger.
The thought of Dongfang Jin, that bastard, holding her hand, embracing her waist.
He was so furious, he wanted to tear him apart with his own hands!
Daring to touch his little creature, he must be tired of living!
"Uncle, I walk with him every day, to help him recover gradually, how could he possibly not hold my hand or hug me?"
Baili Xia truly didn't want to deceive him, nor did she dare to.
"Often, he was on the brink of falling, even if he didn't want to hug me, I had to support him."
She blinked again, her eyes filled with sincerity.
"Uncle, if this counts as holding hands and hugging, then I really have no solution or way to avoid this."
Of course, she didn't dare tell him that sometimes Dongfang Jin would hug her when she didn't feel well.
Even today at the campus, he had embraced her.
