Baili Xia finally gave in, sat down, and picked up the medicine.
Fortunately, the medicine smelled a bit sweet and slightly fragrant, not too difficult to swallow.
Without suspicion, she gulped down the medicine.
After placing the bowl down, she looked up at Mu Xiaoyao again, unable to resist asking about Uncle.
"What exactly happened to him? Why hasn't he come to see me after returning?"
Even if he's busy, surely he's not too busy to at least greet her, right?
It's not that she thinks too highly of her own status and position, but rather, she and Uncle got along very well.
If things are so good, why make things unpleasant for herself?
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Mu Xiaoyao was staring incessantly at her face.
After gazing at her for quite a while without any change in her expression, he pulled up a chair and sat next to her.
"Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"
Baili Xia wiped her face, then turned to look at the crystal vase nearby.
