Xia Siyu ran to the door with a spatula in hand and opened the video doorbell: "Who is it?"
When the doorbell opened, she saw that it was Xia Youbiao inside. She paused for a moment. The gloomy mood she'd been in moments ago still hadn't dissipated, and her voice turned abruptly cold: "What's the matter?"
Guilt weighed on Xia Youbiao's heart, and his voice became hesitant: "Nothing, I just came by to check on you."
"I'm doing fine. No need to come up."
Xia Siyu refused decisively. Her heart was easily hurt by the people closest to her, and once hurt, she would retreat into herself, letting the wound grow a hard shell of defense. But during this process, her stance was firm and straightforward.
