The old man returned to the center of the hall, accompanying Mu Xiaojiu and two little maids, all eyes had remained locked onto Mu Xiaojiu and Baili Xia.
Uncle had personally declared that he is fond of the little girl, Baili Xia.
Baili Xia is indeed very lucky. Upon entering the family, even Uncle is fond of her.
Pampered by so many people, she is simply the luckiest girl in the world!
Baili Xia, who is loved by so many, just walked beside Mu Xiaojiu with a taut body and a bowed head, from beginning till end.
"Uncle," Mu Lingchuan, clad in white casual clothes and holding two champagne glasses, approached Mu Xiaojiu, "Just arrived? Why didn't you ask me to welcome you at the airport?"
"Not busy?" Mu Xiaojiu took the glass offered, clinked it with Lingchuan's and casually tossed back the bright red wine, draining the glass.
Though this was an implicit gesture, there were plenty of women gazing, unable to pull themselves back to reality.