No matter what he was, in her eyes, her father was a heartless man.
"Madame Fourth Young Master, the Fourth Young Master is asking if your coffee is ready?" a servant carefully inquired as she ran over.
Xu Chaomu finally snapped back to reality and continued grinding the coffee, grumpily saying, "It's not ready. If he wants to drink it, he can come down and grind it himself."
"..." The servant pursed her lips tightly; she dared not speak and could only silently retreat to the side to help Xu Chaomu.
When she brought the coffee out to the balcony, sure enough, Shen Chi took a phone call, and Xu Chaomu felt a sudden thump in her chest.
"Mumu, I have a luncheon today," Shen Chi hung up the phone and stroked her hair, "It's an old client of the group, I can't get out of it."
Xu Chaomu understood. It was Zhou Ran who had someone call Shen Chi, to send him away.
She didn't say anything, just nodded her head, "You go ahead, I'll take Xiaobao to the mall this afternoon."
