Yan Xia thought to herself, the corners of her lips revealing a hint of a smile as she happily arrived at her front door and pulled out her keys.
Hearing the sound of the key turning and the door opening, Yan Xia felt a sense of happiness at finally being home.
However, this feeling of happiness didn't last three seconds before it was shattered by a flirtatious voice.
"Han, you're back?"
When Du Xinyuan's cheerful and excited voice sounded, Yan Xia looked up and then saw Du Xinyuan slowly moving out of the bedroom in a wheelchair.
"You..." Yan Xia's eyes widened in shock.
How could Du Xinyuan be in their bedroom?
"Ah, it's you, Yan Xia." Du Xinyuan smiled and said in the tone of a hostess, "I had forgotten that you also have keys to this place."
Watching her poised demeanor, countless thoughts uncontrollably sprang up in Yan Xia's mind.
But immediately, she suppressed these thoughts and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"
