Xia Qingqian bit her lip, her brows furrowing, "Young Master Mu, thank you for helping with this favor." She couldn’t bring herself to thank him for creating the opportunity to gain Beitang Yao’s appreciation.
Mu Liubing blinked gently, his gaze falling on Xia Qingqian’s face, pale like pure snow. He reached out to lightly pinch her chin, slightly lifting her face to et his eyes, "You must do sothing for ..."
His actions made her retreat more, instinctively stepping back two paces to avoid his hand.
"Young Master Mu, is there anything I can help with?" She felt a vague fear, the repeated warnings from the Young Master made her want to avoid any contact with the opposite sex.
Moreover, she really couldn’t think of anything Mu Liubing would want from her.
Mu Liubing’s hand stayed suspended in midair, watching Xia Qingqian with a aningful smile that made cold sweat drip down her spine. Monts later, she saw his lips slightly move: "No rush, let’s chat first..."
"Young Master Mu, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going." Xia Qingqian’s brows remained tightly knit, knowing that if she continued entangling with Mu Liubing, she’d anger the Young Master. She didn’t know what consequences she’d face then.
She said this and prepared to leave, but after taking just two steps, she paused.
He said, "Isn’t tonight the party for Nancy? Don’t you want to know about the relationship between Nancy and Qiao Zhenyu?"
Xia Qingqian turned back, seeing those eyes emit a cunning glow under the moonlight. She heard the doubts in her heart; this was exactly what she wanted to understand.
"What are you saying?" Xia Qingqian’s throat rolled with difficulty, her slightly curved eyelashes softly trembling, forming two crescent-shaped fans under the moonlight.
"Do you truly believe in others’ few words? Ask yourself, in what situations would there be identical appearances in this world?" Mu Liubing said lightly, his gaze sweeping over Xia Qingqian’s shocked eyes, "You are a dical student; can you really get confused about such a simple matter?"
Xia Qingqian shook her head, "The Night Wind Housekeeper said he and Mr. Nan grew up in the orphanage. Zhenyu and Nancy have no relation..."
Was she deceiving herself? She had also suspected that only twins would look so alike, especially since Nancy and Zhenyu were nearly identical.
But Zhenyu had no brothers; could there have been so twist in their story?
"When I entered A University and saw Qiao Zhenyu giving a speech on stage, I was astonished, thinking he was the Beitang Group’s assistant, Nancy..." Mu Liubing laughed lightly, "Who would’ve thought, Zhenyu and Nancy are two different people."
"What are you trying to say?" Xia Qingqian began not to understand Mu Liubing before her, or rather, she had never seen or understood him. She vaguely felt that Mu Liubing seed well-versed in Brother Zhenyu and Nancy’s matters, but what was he up to?
Mu Liubing stepped closer to her, "Have you never doubted?" He fixed his gaze on Xia Qingqian, giving her no escape.
"Doubt what?" she asked timidly.
"Don’t you want to know where your Brother Zhenyu is?" His face suddenly displayed a sinister smile, unfolding slowly beneath the night sky, appearing so eerie and treacherous...
Xia Qingqian put her hand over her chest, clutching the book and laptop tightly, swallowing hard, trying to suppress her inner excitent, "Do you really know where Brother Zhenyu is..."
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