Although Shen Chi had returned after three days, Xu Chaomu was truly upset, and she had seen it all.
The butler, Ling, sighed and left the place.
"Butler Ling, someone has come outside and they're looking for you," a servant ran over and said.
"Who is it?"
"It seems to be a servant from the lady's side."
"The lady? Which lady?"
"Madam Zhou."
Zhou Ran? Butler Ling hurried out immediately.
At the front door, sure enough, the young servant standing in front of the car belonged to Zhou Ran, with the setting sun casting a golden hue on the vehicle.
The young servant squinted her eyes, holding a handbag, waiting for Butler Ling to come out.
The setting sun shone on her, coloring her entire body in an orange glow. Upon seeing Butler Ling, she approached him directly.
"Butler Ling, these dumplings were handmade by the lady, and she asked me to bring them to the young master," the servant handed the handbag to Butler Ling.
