Mu Xiaojiu remained silent, picked up her bowl, and began to drink.
The meal was still passed in utter silence.
The atmosphere was indescribably gloomy, but not oppressive; it was just that no one spoke to break the silence.
After dinner, Baili Xia immediately went to her room and grabbed some clothes to take a bath.
Unexpectedly, while she was halfway through her bath, someone pushed open the bathroom door from outside.
A tall figure barged in. Although his steps were not quick, the sudden intrusion scared Baili Xia into letting out a sharp scream.
In a panic, she backed away, trying to grab something to cover herself.
To her dismay, she slipped, lost her balance, and fell toward the ground.
Mu Xiaojiu's expression was unchanged, and before she hit the floor, he effortlessly caught her and held her lightly in his arms.
"Uncle…" Baili Xia immediately pushed him away, trying to push him off.
Being held like this by him... was simply mortifying!
