"What is really wrong with Uncle?" As the conversation continues, Banner Xia grows increasingly anxious.
What exactly happened to Uncle? Why was Brother saying that she had harmed Uncle?
"What is happening to him?"
Did his hurried departure have anything to do with Brother's accusation against her now?
Did Uncle get injured again?
Was he attacked by someone on his way home? Was it those assassins?
The uncertainty and uneasiness in her eyes were clear, even apprehension. Mu Xiaoyao could see it.
He squinted his eyes, looking directly into hers.
If such uneasiness isn't genuine, then her acting skills are good enough to even fool him.
"Brother, please tell me, what's happened to Uncle?"
With a cold hum, Mu Xiaoyao ignored her and focused on the knife in her hands.
Only then did Baili Xia realize, swiftly placing the knife back onto the small coffee table.
She kept staring at his face. "Brother, please tell me quickly..."
At that moment, Mu Xiaoyao's phone rang.