Mu Xiaojiu turned his head, his gaze tightly fixed on Baili Xia's face, trying to see through why she would ask such a question.
Just a few days ago, he had proposed to her, but unfortunately, she had forgotten now.
But a proposal in such circumstances was destined to fail.
This girl's resentment towards him had already made it impossible for their hearts to come together.
If given the choice, he would rather choose the present.
At least there was no estrangement between them, and they could sit together and chat freely.
In an instant, the coldness beneath those eyes dissipated once again.
"What, are you thinking of finding me a wife?" Mu Xiaojiu tried hard to suppress his emotions, making his voice as calm as possible.
Baili Xia was in a daze for a long time before she snapped out of his chill.
"Uncle..." She didn't know how to start, because just now, Uncle's reaction... was really cold.
