Perhaps, they could try another approach, like... a couple, for instance.
"Can... can I really speak my mind?" The gentle man before her, was this really Uncle?
"Yes." He pursed his lips, his large palm still pressing against her waist: "I promise I won't get mad."
He paused, then continued: "Opportunities like this are rare, especially tonight, so if you have any grievances, seize this chance and tell me."
"…" Baili Xia blinked her eyes, surprisingly feeling a bit amused at his words.
Such a tsundere man, truly… stubborn to the core.
Was he setting the stage for a heart-to-heart talk? Yet his tone sounded quite arrogant.
However, she didn't expose him.
As he said, such opportunities are rare, and must be seized.
"You're really not going to get mad?" seeing his gaze darken, she pouted.
"You're already giving me a sour face."
Admittedly, Mu Xiaojiu was at a loss, he had said that he wouldn't get mad, yet she still doubted him, of course...he felt a bit stifled.
