Scum? This was the first time Baili Xia had thus severely berated Mu Xiaojiu.
Mu Xiaojiu's large hand gripped tighter still, but his fingertips were cold as ice.
Mu Xiaoyao gazed at Baili Xia's retreating figure, and after she had left the room, he could not resist glancing back at Mu Xiaojiu.
Still standing there without making a sound or changing his expression.
Even Mu Xiaoyao was entirely unable to discern what he was thinking in this moment.
But, Baili Xia had truly left.
He hesitated for a moment, then followed her out.
Not catching up to her, just trailing behind at a distance, observing where she was headed.
Baili Xia didn't leave the Sihai Residence, nor did she go anywhere else.
After descending the stairs, she simply turned a corner in the hall and headed towards the infirmary in the backyard.
Beside the infirmary were some meticulously constructed cottages, where Nangong Xu resided.
But at this hour, late into the night, Nangong Xu was already asleep.
