Chu Yunyao's answer completely chilled Mo Lingyuan's heart: "The people in this mansion are very kind to me, and I am also very kind to them. If they want anything from me in the future, I will definitely do my best. Help them get what they want.
As for going back home to visit, forget it, lest Miss Qin misunderstand..."
Although she and Mo Lingyuan are not actually husband and wife, if they want to break up, they must break it up cleanly.
Those who broke up with their ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends under the guise of being friends are all green tea bitches who have no boundaries.
How many scumbags and sluts like to play with this kind of ambiguity the most.
There are so many people in the world, who can't be friends, why do they have to be good friends with ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends who have had emotional entanglements?
She grew up under the pampering of her father and elder brother, she never lacked warmth, let alone feeling lonely and cold.
Mo Lingyuan's gaze was fixed on her increasingly gorgeous little face for a moment, her heart seemed to have fallen into the depths of a cold pool, so cold that there was no warmth at all.
This morning he also promised to pamper her and protect her, and even fell out with his father for her sake.
As a result, he didn't take it seriously at all, and had to draw a clear line with him.
Not to mention moving back to the Young Marshal's Mansion, she didn't even want to go back to the manor to visit her.
Mo Lingyuan took out the delicate purse that he carried close to his body in his pocket, and spread it out in the palm of his hand: "There is no reason to return the things my commander accepts. I will not return this purse to you."
Chu Yunyao raised her eyes, and saw a golden brocade purse lying on Mo Lingyuan's palm.
The purse is embroidered with auspicious clouds and a golden phoenix, and the phoenix reborn from the ashes is lifelike.
The stitches are fine and tight, and you can tell at a glance that Baoer has spent a lot of effort.
Chu Yunyao was very surprised, she looked at Mo Lingyuan as if she was looking at a thief: "How did the purse that Bao'er worked so hard to embroider fall into your hands?"
The poor Bao'er searched for it for a long time, but he didn't know where it was thrown.
It turned out to be taken by Mo Lingyuan.
Mo Lingyuan's already cold face became even more gloomy: "What did you say? Didn't you embroider this purse yourself?"
Chu Yunyao said calmly, "Of course not, I told you that I don't know how to do needlework, and even though I sewed the wound well during the operation, it doesn't mean that my embroidery is necessarily exquisite.
Bao'er has worked hard for several days and specially embroidered it for me. When did you steal my things? "
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
Sooner or later, she will be pissed off by this girl.
Fortunately, he thought that the purse was given to him after she sewed it with her own hands, but after a long time, it turned out that it was embroidered by Bao'er.
At the last moment, he still felt that the purse was exquisite in design, with fine stitching, high-grade fabric, and the same color as the ancient dragon robe, golden and dazzling.
At this moment, he only felt that the purse was stuck in the palm of his hand like a lump of yellow poop, it was so ugly.
Angrily, he threw the purse in his hand to Chu Yunyao, "Where is the purse you promised to give me after you embroidered it yourself?"
Chu Yunyao: "..."
Chu Yunyao looked bewildered, and it took him a while to recall that she had indeed promised to embroider a purse for Mo Lingyuan with her own hands.
It's just that things have been too complicated recently, and she has long since left this matter behind and completely forgotten about it.
Seeing that she didn't remember it for a long time, Mo Lingyuan was furious: "You forgot?"
Chu Yunyao's head immediately shook like a rattle, and she refused to admit it: "No, no, it's just that the last few days have been too busy and there are too many things to do, which delayed this matter.
I have already selected the silk threads and fabrics for embroidering the purse, and I wanted to wait for Nanyan's illness to recover before starting to embroider. "