Shen Yuchu slammed the soup spoon down onto the table with a sharp, echoing snap.
She stared at the man standing before her. He was nearly six feet tall—a towering man who, the moment he opened his mouth in front of her, would chirp, "Master Chuchu~"
A sudden and inexplicable rage flared up inside her. "Xiao Mo, how many times do I have to tell you? Is your head full of shit? Stop calling me 'Master Chuchu' this and 'Master Chuchu' that, like some kind of dog!"
Chapter 43