After sending Xiao Mufan, who wailed the entire way, to the airport, Xia Yuxun returned to the villa exhausted.
She had just sat on the sofa, not even catching her breath, when the doorbell rang.
When she opened the door, yet another troublesome person stood outside.
Leaning against the door frame, Xia Yuxun asked, "It's so late, Miss Xue, is there something you need?"
Xue Haitang didn't respond, directly pushed her way in, grabbed a pair of pink slippers from the shoe rack like she knew the place well, changed into them, and went straight to the sofa, crossing her arms, "Nangong Xun, we need to talk!"
Xia Yuxun shrugged and sat on the other side of the sofa, "What do you want to talk about?"
Xue Haitang slapped the coffee table, "Don't play dumb! Don't you find yourself shameless?"
Xia Yuxun touched her chin, "Hmm, I'm shameless, but it seems Miss Xue's words are like a thief crying 'stop thief'."
