What kind of father is he to Xiaobao!
"Get him out," Xu Chaomu said, without any politeness.
"Actually, I've said that before, but... but I... am a bit afraid of him," the aunt whispered.
"Just say it's my words," Xu Chaomu said indifferently.
"Alright, I'll try," the aunt said. "Miss Xu, is he really Xiaobao's father?"
"He is not!" Xu Chaomu declared emphatically. "Xiaobao was adopted; how could he possibly be Xiaobao's father! This man has a bad character. If you see him again, just call me."
"Okay, okay."
After hanging up the phone, the aunt called upstairs, "Sir, please come down. I won't open the door for you. Please hand over Xiaobao to me."
Shen Chi furrowed his brow; he knew that probably that little woman Xu Chaomu wouldn't let him in.
"Open the door!" Shen Chi demanded.
"No, no, sir, Miss Xu said you can't come in."
Shen Chi looked down at her with an indifferent face.
