"Is that a doorbell?"
Lin Xiaolu, who had been resting her chin in her hands, lifted her head and straightened up, "At this time?"
Xia Liang poked her head out from the side and asked, "Is it a courier?"
"I don't know, I haven't ordered anything," Lin Xiaolu flatly denied.
"Then could it be something your dad bought?" Xia Liang suggested another possibility.
"Him? I've never seen him order anything online."
Still negative about the possibility, Lin Xiaolu had just responded when she hesitated again, "But I wouldn't rule it out..."
"So, shall we open it?"
Looking at the front door in the entryway, Xia Liang seemed eager to try, "Anyway, it's daytime, should be fine, right?"
"Whether it's daytime or not, the security in our residential complex should be fine," Lin Xiaolu seemed to be persuaded.