Xu Chaomu hadn't slept all night, and the next day, she woke up with dark circles under her eyes, earlier than Shen Chi.
She sat by the dining table, hands propping her cheeks, having decided that from now on, she wouldn't argue with Shen Chi nor play hooligan with him; she aspired to be a quiet and beautiful girl.
It was only six in the morning when Shen Chi came downstairs, buttoning up his shirt sleeves. As he raised his head, he saw Xu Chaomu.
"Big Bro Four, good morning!" Xu Chaomu also saw him, promptly pulled out a chair for him with great enthusiasm, and placed warm milk, appetizing bread, and sweet jam all before him.
"Unjustified generosity usually has an ulterior motive," Shen Chi huffed coldly, "Spit it out, what do you want from me?"
Damn, Xu Chaomu's little flame ignited—what was that supposed to mean, couldn't she just be nice to him?
"Big Bro Four..." she sweetly called out to him, "From now on, I won't argue with you anymore."
