Her words made Baili Xia's body go weak, and she almost collapsed.
"Brother…" Her thin lips trembled greatly as she looked at Mu Xiaoyao's stern, desolate face; even her fingertips couldn't help but shudder.
Yet, despite being so nervous, she still tried to squeeze out a bit of a smile and smiled at him.
"What… What are you talking about? You sound strange. Did you watch some movie tonight and repeat the lines?"
She didn't want to deal with him anymore, stood up, and walked toward the center of the grass.
In fact, since the moment she stood up, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on her face.
Brother's words disturbed her heart deeply. Did he know something?
But how could he possibly know?
Jin would never tell anyone; he definitely wouldn't speak, Brother wouldn't know.
Perhaps, as she said, he saw some movie tonight and recited lines from it.
No, he surely knew nothing. Definitely!
