"Stop!" The voice was full of vigor. Without needing to turn around, just hearing this voice, it was clear that Xia Youbiao had arrived.

Xia Siyu looked up and, sure enough, it was her father. Actually, his condition had completely stabilized long before Xia Siyu went abroad. Mainly, he had several skin graft surgeries afterward, fearing infection, and being older, his recovery was slow, so he was only discharged now.

Although his appearance was ruined in the fire, Xia Siyu found him more endearing. She used to hate her father, hate him for being too weak, not taking responsibility, and letting her mother down. Now, there was nothing to forgive or not forgive him for. He can explain things to her mother himself when they both pass away.

"Dad." Seeing him, Xia Ju’an and Xia Sicai quickly greeted him. Bo Yi did too, pulling their son along, who sweetly called out, "Grandpa."

Xia Youbiao patted the little boy’s head, then looked up, eyes meeting Xia Siyu’s. Xia Siyu’s expression was calm, and even had a hint of regret for not being able to hit someone herself. Seeing her face, Xia Youbiao felt relieved, knowing she was alright.

Seeing him come out, Xia Youwei immediately came over, pointing at Xia Siyu, too angry to speak properly, "Listen to her! Listen! Your precious daughter wins an award and suddenly her tail’s up in the air! Not only did she insult me, but also my father, her own grandfather! And she even dared to try to hit someone!"

Xia Youbiao made a sound of acknowledgment and looked at Xia Siyu, who remained composed, not feeling she was wrong, even thinking how silly some were. Insult them, and they want reasons?

Xia Youbiao’s voice was gentle, "When did you come back? You were at an award ceremony last night, right?"

Xia Siyu’s voice was crisp, "The flight was this morning, and I arrived in Yancheng at noon."

Listening to this conversation, it didn’t sound like he was scolding his daughter; it seemed more like he was caring for her.

Xia Youwei was furious, "What are you doing? Are you educating her or praising her?"

Xia Youbiao openly showed his bias, "Let’s keep things straight. She got two Best Actress awards on her own, and also won the Golden Lion and Cannes. I have such an outstanding daughter, why can’t I praise her? As for her insulting you, tell me again how she did it. Once it’s clear, I’ll certainly be fair."

Repeating her words like this is practically a public punishment.

But Xia Youwei, driven by anger, said, "She cursed my dad to die, and even cursed you to die and come fight for inheritance. Listen to these words, are they something a junior should say?"

Xia Siyu, still calm, said, "I told you your dad is old and shouldn’t get too worked up about things. It’s true, isn’t it? Or is your dad not eighty, but eighteen? Oh, I get it, nowadays even the truth can’t be said. Then I’ll wish your dad eighty this year, eighteen next year, and may he marry a young beautiful stepmother some years later, giving you some smart and cute half-brothers. How about that?"

"You..." Xia Youwei almost choked on his own anger, nearly spitting blood.

Xia Siyu continued, "As for cursing my dad, it’s really funny. Didn’t you hear his voice full of strength? Even if you leave first, don’t worry, my dad won’t. He will live well for thousands of years."

"You, you..." Xia Youbiao’s neck became thicker with anger, struggling to breathe, and someone quickly came over to pat his back.

If it were before, Xia Youbiao might have stood in a "fair" position and pretended to scold Xia Siyu a bit. But since the fire, he’s seen things more clearly.

He used to indulge these relatives too much, thinking they were family and showed them much leniency. But they didn’t truly treat him as family. They didn’t accept Wen Qunxiao because of prejudice and worried about the scandal affecting them, so they strongly opposed. Now they treated Xia Siyu the same, not just looking down on her, but fearing she’d take the inheritance. They said Xia Siyu would take the inheritance, but with her earning millions per film or show, she didn’t even care for his money. And if she wanted to, there wouldn’t be a problem. Xia Siyu is his daughter; whose money he gives it to is his business, and the relatives have no say.

It’s not about what someone says; it’s about what they do. Xia Siyu, though sharp-tongued, always found time to visit him. The borrowed money was paid back with interest, clearly not wanting to owe him. Those relatives speak nicely but what do they actually do?

"Enough." Xia Youbiao said, then looked at Xia Siyu, still with a gentle tone, "In the future, don’t speak so sharply." In other words, if you must insult, be more tactful.

Xia Siyu reluctantly frowned, "I’ll try my best."

This, this is it? This is the so-called "scolding"? Xia Youwei and Xia Youjia were so angry they couldn’t speak, snorted, and turned away. Xia Youbiao didn’t call them back, letting them leave, while he and his family slowly went downstairs.

Reaching downstairs, Xia Youbiao asked, "Tonight, have dinner with dad?"

As he asked, Xia Sicai and Mrs. Tong glanced at him. Xia Siyu smiled, "It’s not that I’m unwilling, but I have a dinner meeting to attend soon. I came by to see you on my way. You look well, so there shouldn’t be any issues."

Indeed, very tactful.

Xia Youbiao didn’t push further. Though Xia Siyu’s attitude towards him improved, there were still gaps. Reaching this level was already good, and he was content.

He then looked at Bo Yan, "Take good care of her for me."

Bo Yan nodded, "I know."

In the evening, Bo Yan also attended the dinner. This time, a film unit producing a main theme tribute film for National Day invited them, and both Bo Yan and Xia Siyu were on the guest list.

And when they arrived, they found that Shang Feifei was there too. Indeed, very tactful.

Xia Youbiao didn’t push further. Though Xia Siyu’s attitude towards him improved, there were still gaps. Reaching this level was already good, and he was content.

He then looked at Bo Yan, "Take good care of her for me."

Bo Yan nodded, "I know."

In the evening, Bo Yan also attended the dinner. This time, a film unit producing a main theme tribute film for National Day invited them, and both Bo Yan and Xia Siyu were on the guest list.

And when they arrived, they found that Shang Feifei was there too.