"Stop!" The voice was full of vigor. Without needing to turn around, just hearing this voice, it was clear that Xia Youbiao had arrived.
Xia Siyu looked up and, sure enough, it was her father. Actually, his condition had completely stabilized long before Xia Siyu went abroad. Mainly, he had several skin graft surgeries afterward, fearing infection, and being older, his recovery was slow, so he was only discharged now.
Although his appearance was ruined in the fire, Xia Siyu found him more endearing. She used to hate her father, hate him for being too weak, not taking responsibility, and letting her mother down. Now, there was nothing to forgive or not forgive him for. He can explain things to her mother himself when they both pass away.
"Dad." Seeing him, Xia Ju'an and Xia Sicai quickly greeted him. Bo Yi did too, pulling their son along, who sweetly called out, "Grandpa."
