Be Gentle, My Master

Selling... her body? What does that mean?

The previously feverish Baili Xia cooled down instantly at Mu Xiaojiu's words.

Sell her body? Who said she was selling her body? She came here to sell her art sketches!

However, that chilling statement only had an effect for two seconds.

Two seconds later, her body heated up crazily once again.

There must be something wrong with the warm water she had just drunk. She had never thought these people would drug her.

Rising abruptly, she could no longer stay. She turned around and tried to rush out the door.

The man who had stepped outside the room with He Andong earlier was just returning.

Baili Xia was moving too quickly and accidentally ran straight into him.

Ye Hua steadied Baili Xia with a slight touch, effortlessly guiding her back to Mu Xiaojiu's side.

"Mr. Xiaojiu." The man addressed Mu Xiaojiu respectfully. "The other person has already left."

But, what's wrong with this girl?

Her flushed face left no doubt that something was abnormal.

Drugged... The two characters immediately jumped into Ye Hua's consciousness.

However, it certainly wasn't Mr. Xiaojiu who drugged her. He had no need for such superfluous actions.

Before Mu Xiaojiu could respond, Baili Xia started to struggle.

"Let go, let go of me! What did you make me drink? Let...let go...ah..."

She was truly feverish; the effects of the drug were becoming more and more apparent.

She clung to her collar as if she wanted to strip off all her clothes.

What did they make her drink? Ye Hua's gaze fell on the glass of water on the coffee table.

It seems like He Andong gave her a powerful substance when he gave her the water.

But clearly, the girl was blaming him.

However, without Mr. Xiaojiu's instructions, he didn't know what to do next.

Baili Xia's consciousness was beginning to blur, but she still struggled with her collar.

"Mr. Xiaojiu..." Ye Hua looked at Mu Xiaojiu, a trace of unease in his eyes. "This was He Andong's doing."

Drugging Baili Xia without permission... Would Mr. Xiaojiu be upset about this?

When Mu Xiaojiu's indifferent gaze swept over him, a chill ran down Ye Hua's spine, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

However, Mu Xiaojiu wasn't angry. He just glanced at him coldly before resting his gaze on Baili Xia's flushed face.

Time seemed to pause. Other than Baili Xia, who was still struggling against the drug, the two men in the room remained silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Xiaojiu's thin lips quirked up slightly.

Placing the sketchbook on the coffee table, he rose and headed towards the suite.

Baili Xia was immediately led into it, her body swaying as if about to collapse at any moment.

Ye Hua simply supported her to the edge of the bed and then withdrew his hands.

Deprived of support, Baili Xia fell onto the soft mattress.

Just as she managed to rise, she turned and saw that man known as "Mr. Xiaojiu" standing by the wine rack, his back to her.

In his hand, he held a full glass of red wine.

The ruby liquid swirled lightly in the glass before he lifted it, taking a slow sip.

Her fear was real. She knew she had wandered into a wolf's den.

If she didn't escape now, she would never have another chance.

With her increasingly heavy head, she struggled to crawl off the bed.

Just as she reached the edge of the bed, her head spun and she accidentally rolled onto the floor.

A pair of strong hands caught her before she hit the ground.

He casually tossed her back onto the bed.

This time when she turned her head, Mu Xiaojiu's tall figure loomed over her from the edge of the bed, peering down at her.

The icy darkness of his eyes flickered with a hint of devilish charm, his deep charming voice made her heart contract in fear.

"Your uncle has already sold you to me. Where do you think you're going?"