He pushed the door open and entered a one-bedroom apartment with a living room and a bathroom. The entire place was less than fifty square meters, with peeling paint on the walls. Even the wooden floor looked ancient, as if it had been used for a very long time.
He placed Xi Yiqian on the only sofa in the living room. For some reason, Xi Yiqian saw no trace of disdain in Xia Liang's eyes and quietly let out a sigh of relief.
"Um, thank you..."
Watching Xi Yiqian apologize yet again, Xia Liang felt exasperated. "Can't you say something else?"
"Ah? Something else?" Clearly, Xi Yiqian was taken aback. She cautiously watched his expression and asked, "Um... what do you want me to say?"
The corner of Xia Liang's mouth twitched. What an interesting character.
The room fell silent once more, and Xia Liang began to feel uncomfortable. "Well, since you're home safe now, I'll be leaving." With that, he turned to leave.
"Wait!" Xi Yiqian called out.
