"Brother," all of a sudden, Baili Xia stopped and turned her head to look at Mu Xiaoyao, her gaze indescribably serious.
Mu Xiaoyao was somewhat unsettled by her look, an indescribable unease.
He didn't know where this unease came from, as if he feared she would speak, as if her words would put him in a difficult position.
But, Baili Xia eventually did speak, "I need to go back with Jin. I will stay at the Dongfang Family's house first."
Seeing his brows furrow slightly, she immediately pleaded, "Brother, I beg you, don't stop me. Pretend you never saw me today."
"Uncle he..."
"Whatever happens to Uncle, can we talk about it later?" Baili Xia stared intently at his stern face, her own full of pleading.
"You know Uncle doesn't like the child in my belly, you know that going back with you is a dead end for me."
"Can you guarantee that he will definitely keep my child? Can you?"
