Xie Jiu drove Yun Bixue back to her house, where Xie Shi stood waiting outside.
At lunchtime, Xie Limo returned home. He looked at the person in a foul mood sitting on the sofa and poured a glass of warm water. Then he sat next to Yun Bixue and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you upset?"
Yun Bixue turned her head away. Although he did help her, she didn't get to vent all her anger at the time. It was natural that she was upset.
Looking at her biting her lips to suppress her feelings, Xie Limo couldn't bear to lecture her. He put the glass on the table, patted her head and sighed. "Couldn't you have given the matter a little more thought? Was violence the only solution?"
Yun Bixue kept her head low, and she sunk lower into the sofa. She emanated an air of loneliness and desolation. In this world, the only kin that she recognized was Grandfather and her younger sister. She had sent her sister overseas, far away from trouble, but as for Grandfather…
