Now, Baili Xia lowered her eyelids, deciding that it was better not to look at Uncle.
Without looking at him, her breathing, at least, became less suffocating.
This man was born to be a woman's nemesis, with a charm that could kill.
"Uncle, did you want to see me... about something?" Black agate eyes cast downward, she dared only to look at the carpet beneath her feet.
"Won't you ask me why I suddenly went on a business trip, what I did there?" Mu Xiaojiu drew in the cigarette slowly, the smoke glittering between his slender jade-like fingers.
"For... why did you go on the business trip?" Baili Xia followed his lead, asking further.
Yet in her heart, she wondered whether she should invite Uncle in to sit.
It wasn't a solution for him to just stand behind the door like this.
But she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, it wouldn't just be as simple as "sit down."
