"Mr. Shen, don't take it to heart, she was just talking nonsense," Xiao Mo turned back.
He noticed the unhealthy pallor and exhaustion on Shen Chi's face, the drunkenness only highlighting his weariness. He knew that Shen Chi hadn't slept at all for a whole day and night, and had even neglected the affairs of the Shen Group.
Xiao Mo was a smart man and it didn't take him long to understand.
But he still wasn't sure what exactly Xu Chaomu meant to Mr. Shen in his heart.
A sister?
Shen Chi didn't speak, he placed the photo back into the notebook, clipped it securely, and locked it.
He picked up his wine glass again, the red wine sliding down the glass wall, gleaming like a ruby.
"Mr. Shen, do you want to go find Miss Xu?" Xiao Mo asked.
It was already past four in the afternoon. If he didn't go now, it would be dark soon.
He had heard that the place was chaotic, and if something happened...
