After holding out for three days, he finally stepped up to the Fu Family's door again.
When he reached the entrance, he pressed the doorbell, and this time, he wasn't shut out.
In no time, the door opened automatically.
Xia Xin cautiously stepped in, peeking his head around to look inside.
The next second, the items he was carrying slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.
His eyes instantly lit up.
In the living room.
Jiangli was lying on the sofa armrest, yawning non-stop. Her eyes were slightly red, with dark circles underneath, as if she hadn't rested well.
Hearing the noise, she lazily lifted her eyelids and gave Xia Xin a familiar, disdainful glance.
"What are you getting so excited for? Seen a ghost or something?"
Xia Xin, with teary eyes, dashed in.
"Ancestor, you're really back?"
Jiangli scoffed, "If I didn't come back, who would be in front of you? I remember I had Old Zhang return the Spiritual Bone to you, so why do you look so dumb and dazed again?"
