But no matter how slowly she walked, by the time she arrived at the front courtyard, she immediately saw that tall figure standing beside the head of the car.
The figure was tall, looking at the distant scenery outside the Mu Mansion, where the sun was rising.
The sunrise should bring hope, but in this moment, why did it seem somewhat lonely?
Baili Xia's footsteps stopped at the doorway, unsure how to proceed.
She didn't want to ride in Mu Xiaojiu's car, but she also didn't know how to refuse if she just walked out like this.
She wouldn't naively think that Mr. Xiaojiu hadn't seen her.
Just then, from the direction of the right-side parking garage, she saw Mu Lingchuan's car slowly approaching.
Zimo had left after breakfast, as the venue for the competition was generally not open to the public.
She wasn't part of the Mu family, and wasn't really interested in those affairs.
