Mu Xiaojiu looked at Baili Xia, his voice indifferent.
"These are just one-sided words from your grandfather; you can't produce any evidence."
"What about you?" Baili Xia glared at him, her voice unconsciously turning cold.
"Can you produce evidence? It's been over twenty years; back then, you were still in your mother's womb. On what basis do you assert that my grandfather did all this?"
"Based on the incurable injuries my third brother suffers from now."
Mu Xiaojiu stared at her, his suppressed emotions finally beginning to erupt slowly.
"Do you know how badly injured my third brother was back then?"
Many things, he had never told anyone. He had always intended to keep it from her.
But tonight, because of this girl, he had to bring up the past.
Even though it might upset her for a while, it was worth it to relieve her inner turmoil.
Baili Xia looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue.
Mu Xiaojiu spoke while releasing Baili Xia.
