Shuo Ling replied coldly, "Put it down. I still have some things to do. Please leave first, Qiao Shu!"
"Yes, My Lord." Qiao Shu felt a little disappointed in her heart. "Why did Shuo Ling's attitude towards me never change?" She thought. However, she could only come up to put the cake on the table. She slightly leaned back, and then walked to the door.
She just walked out of the door.
Then she heard Shuo Ling's voice coming from behind, "Qiao Shu."
Qiao Shu felt a little bit excited. "Does Shuo Ling want to do something with me?" She thought. She quickly turned around and went back into the room, "What's the matter, Shuo Ling?"
"Since Young Master Yang is gone now, please go back to your own place!" Shuo Ling said indifferently.
After hearing it, Qiao Shu felt like she had been throw
