"Hey, here I am eating!" the girl said indifferently, tossing her backpack onto the ground.
Old Xie couldn't contain his anger when he saw her.
"You're home so late again, where have you been?"
This young girl was none other than Old Xie's daughter, Xie Jingjing.
She said dismissively, "Nowhere much, just went racing with some friends for a bit."
Old Xie was infuriated by Xie Jingjing's attitude and was about to explode.
But Auntie Pang, feeling sorry for her daughter, hurriedly said, "Jingjing, guess who's back?"
"Whoever it is, whatever!" Xie Jingjing spoke carelessly, about to head into the inner room.
At that moment, Xue An let out a sigh and said softly, "Jingjing!"
Xie Jingjing, who hadn't cared at all, was stunned when she heard this voice, and then she saw Xue An sitting there with a gentle smile on his face, her eyes filling with tears.
"Xiao... Xiao An, brother?" Xie Jingjing's voice trembled.
There was still a hint of disbelief in her tone.
