Any misstep could lead to total ruin.
The assassination attempt on Xiaoxiao failed, making it difficult to find another opportunity.
Could it be that I must give up everything I've painstakingly built over these years, something I've fought so hard to regain?
Thud, thud, thud...
The door to the study was gently knocked from the outside.
Mu Xuri suddenly opened his eyes, with an eagle-like sharpness emanating from them.
"Come in."
Ning Anran gathered her composure and pushed the door open.
"Third Uncle."
Mu Xuri did not respond at all, just sat there with an inexplicable coldness in his gaze.
Ning Anran felt a shiver in her heart, it seemed he was troubled by something.
She had just seen Nangong Xu leave; Mu Xuri came back right afterwards.
It's probably because of the issues at Sihai Residence that he was in a bad mood.
Thinking for a moment, Ning Anran proactively walked over to Mu Xuri.
