Early one morning, when she opened the door, she was met by an unexpected visitor.
Gu Xiaoer stood blocking the door, unmoving for quite a while, obviously not welcoming the guest.
"Gu Xiaoer, aren't you going to invite me in to sit?" Yang Xue held a bouquet of flowers, her head held high as if coming here was beneath her dignity.
"I don't have such intentions. Speak quickly if you have something to say, release your anger if you're upset!" A simple, clear, yet relatively civil refusal.
"Hey, Gu Xiaoer, we're neighbors after all! Not to mention my relationship with Kexin, are you also going to dismiss the face of my mother?"
Well, she really couldn't do that...
When it came to neighbors, their relationship wasn't the same as with Lin Kexin. When she was younger, these neighbors had helped her out as well.
Gu Xiaoer stepped aside to let Yang Xue enter the doorway.
