Chapter 24: Time to Meet the Parents
After a brief daze, Bai Ruoxi seemed to find it a bit unbelievable. She wanted to get up and look through the window to see what exactly happened in the room.
Mu Zhi’an immediately grabbed her hand, put his finger to his mouth, and made a “shh” sound.
Bai Yuanfeng’s cultivation level was ordinary, so peeking at her wouldn’t be discovered, but Gongsun Xiong was different.
Even though he had let his guard down after seeing Bai Yuanfeng, and Wei Mengyou was assisting in concealing their auras, it couldn’t be guaranteed that they wouldn’t be noticed.
However, even so, Mu Zhi’an could still vaguely hear the intimate sounds coming from the room.
Just hearing these intimate sounds was enough, without needing further confirmation.
Mu Zhi’an looked at Bai Ruoxi’s pale face, knowing that the psychological impact on her was immense.
He softly called out to her a few times, but Bai Ruoxi didn’t respond.
Seeing this, Mu Zhi’an immediately grabbed Bai Ruoxi’s hand, picked her up in his arms, turned around, and quietly left the Bai residence.
It was only when they got on the carriage and heard the sound of hooves stepping on the ground that Bai Ruoxi seemed to come back to her senses a bit. She turned her head to look at the late-night street scene slowly moving backward, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Everything was already very clear. No wonder Bai Yuanfeng had always been unwilling to hand over the Meridian Connecting Pill. No wonder Bai Ruoxi’s father was ambushed and severely injured on his way back.
All of this was not a coincidence, but the result of Bai Yuanfeng colluding with the Gongsun family, inside and out.
“Young Master Mu, what do you think my mother did this for?” Bai Ruoxi suddenly asked softly.
She turned her head to look at the young man beside her, “What benefit does she get from ruining the Bai family?”
Mu Zhi’an sighed lightly, “No benefit at all.”
“But human emotions and behaviors are inherently difficult to predict. If some people’s thoughts could be understood with the thinking of ordinary people, there wouldn’t be so many world-shocking criminal cases.”
“You can never understand how a person’s mind is constituted.”
What’s truly terrifying has never been beasts, but the human heart.
A woman’s heart.
After a long silence, Bai Ruoxi seemed to have made up her mind. She raised her head to look at Mu Zhi’an’s side profile and said, “Young Master Mu, if you can save the Bai family, I will present the Meridian Connecting Pill to you tomorrow.”
Mu Zhi’an glanced at the girl and sighed, “Miss Bai, do you think the Meridian Connecting Pill is still in the Bai family now?”
Bai Ruoxi was stunned.
After a long silence, she listened to the sound of the carriage moving forward. Her face soon showed a hint of a helpless smile.
Slightly pursing her somewhat pale lips, she forced a smile and said softly, “You’re right… In any case, thank you very much for today, Young Master Mu.”
As she spoke, she told the coachman to stop, then lifted the curtain and prepared to leave.
“Where are you going?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
Bai Ruoxi’s movement of leaving the carriage paused slightly as she said softly, “I have to go deal with the Bai family’s matters.”
Now that her father was severely injured in bed, and her mother was the culprit who betrayed the family, the only one who could shoulder this burden was her.
“Don’t you need my help?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
Bai Ruoxi lightly shook her head, “Young Master Mu is neither a member of the Bai family nor has a reason to help. Besides, Young Master Mu has already helped us a lot.”
“Ruoxi will visit another day to express thanks.”
She still has some integrity… Seeing the slender and beautiful back of the girl who was about to jump off the carriage, Mu Zhi’an reached out to grab her soft and boneless little hand, gently pulling her back into the carriage.
Bai Ruoxi turned her head to look at Mu Zhi’an in confusion.
That usually pure and peerlessly beautiful face now seemed to have lost some color, with a bit less glamor and a bit more fragility. Coupled with her slightly moist beautiful eyes staring straight at Mu Zhi’an, it made people have the urge to hold her in their arms and cherish her.
Mu Zhi’an signaled the coachman in the front compartment to continue driving the carriage. As the carriage slowly moved forward again, he retracted his gaze and looked back at Bai Ruoxi.
“Young Master Mu, is there anything else you want to say?” Bai Ruoxi asked, then lowered her head. The white skirt swayed lightly with the movement of the carriage, vaguely revealing a small section of her snow-white calf.
Mu Zhi’an’s goal was the Meridian Connecting Pill. Now the Meridian Connecting Pill had probably long been transferred to the Gongsun family. The Bai family currently had nothing that Mu Zhi’an wanted at all.
“Miss Bai, what do you think our relationship is now?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
Bai Ruoxi was slightly stunned.
She had never thought about this question.
The relationship between the two had long changed from the original clingy dog and goddess to a later equal relationship. And starting from two days ago, there seemed to be another layer of ambiguous relationship between them that couldn’t be clearly described.
“We’re definitely not Daoist companions, but we’re not just friends either, right?”
Mu Zhi’an lightly grasped Bai Ruoxi’s cool and soft palm.
After a long silence, Bai Ruoxi’s face was dyed with a hint of faint blush. She lightly “mm”ed but didn’t struggle, allowing the young man to play with her slender jade-like hand.
“Uncle Bai is just severely injured, but it doesn’t mean he has really become useless.”
Mu Zhi’an looked at the seemingly fragile and helpless girl and said seriously, “Actually, I think with our current relationship, it’s about time to meet the parents.”
Parents…?
Bai Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, then, as if she understood something, slowly raised her head to look at Mu Zhi’an,
“You want to meet my father?!”
Mu Zhi’an nodded slightly.
Compared to the Gongsun family who had been scheming for a long time, he now felt that the Bai family was a bit more reliable.
