Li Xia sat in her wheelchair, arriving at the front door of Huo Siyu's house.
She knocked on the door, pitiful and aggrieved: "Miss Huo, could you please open the door? I really didn't try to harm you. I don't know who is trying to frame me, but I truly didn't hurt you. When you were with Brother Shaolin, I didn't do anything either."
Inside, Huo Siyu remained silent, perhaps not at home.
Li Xia continued pitifully: "Miss Huo, I've never tried to hurt you. Could you help me find Nan Qiao to help me stand up again?"
Nan Qiao let out a cold laugh—was she really waiting here?
Li Xia still wanted to stand up again. Oh, how daring she was.
At this moment, Huo Siyu opened the door.
Standing at the doorway, Huo Siyu crossed her arms, her face cold and arrogant.
Her gaze swept over Li Xia, and she sneered lightly, "You're not dead yet?"
Li Xia: "…"
How did Huo Siyu's personality become like this?