Xia Xin relaxed a little, "It's good that you're alright. Oh, by the way, Ancestor, would you like to eat something? I can get it for you—"
"Ding dong—"
Before Xia Xin could finish his sentence, the sound of a doorbell rang out.
Xia Xin was somewhat surprised, "Not too early or late in the day, who could be knocking at the door?"
"My delivery has arrived, I'll get it. You don't need to worry about us," Fu Shiyan spoke up at this moment.
Xia Xin hadn't spoken yet.
Jiangli quickly grasped Fu Shiyan's hand and said, "I'll go with you."
She stared straight at Fu Shiyan, her eyes glued to him, as if tha wasn't enough.
As if she wished she could stick herself onto Fu Shiyan's body.
Xia Xin was a bit hesitant.
Is this still our family's Ancestor…
How did he remember it as Fu always glued to the Ancestor in the past?
The Ancestor wasn't the type to be easily close to anyone, he'd never seen the Ancestor stick to someone like that.
What's going on?
Switched out?
