Mo Lingwei turned over a page of the book in her hand, and said without raising her head: "Pour it out, just say that I have already eaten it, or you can eat it yourself, and when Feng Shaojin comes, I will Just say it’s what I eat.”

The servant pursed his lips, seeing Mo Lingwei's indifferent expression, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Young Madam, Young Master Feng treats you so well, why do you always look so cold?" The servant thought it was worthless for Feng Shaojin: "How can there be a man in this world who is as dedicated as Young Master Feng?

Young Master Feng has a good family background, a good birth, and a good appearance, and he is extremely good to you.

Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting.

During the few days when you first came to the other hospital and fell into a coma, Young Master Feng even took care of you in his clothes. He didn't close his eyes for several days and nights.

What are you dissatisfied with? "

Hearing this, Mo Lingwei closed the book, and stared fixedly at the servant who scolded her with a pair of smoky eyes.

The servant was a little timidly stared at by Mo Lingwei's dark eyes, lowered his eyes, picked up the bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table, and held them in his hands, "If you don't like glutinous rice balls, I'll get you something else You eat."

Mo Lingwei said softly: "Leave it alone, I'll just eat it."

Seeing that she was not angry, the servant let out a long sigh of relief, quickly put down the bowl, and placed it in front of her again.

This young lady usually has a good temper, except that she doesn't have a good face towards Feng Shao, but she has never blushed towards the servants here.

It's not too bad to serve.

It's just that he ate too little, and Feng Shao was angry, so he vented his anger on these women who served the young lady, saying that the food they cooked was not delicious...

Mo Lingwei scooped up a glutinous rice ball, pointed to the chair in front of her, and said softly to the servant, "Sit."

The servant waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare, I'll just stand up."

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes and looked at her: "I can eat this glutinous rice balls, you have to answer a few questions for me."

As soon as the servant heard that Mo Lingwei was willing to eat, he said repeatedly: "You ask, just ask."

Little ancestor, as long as you can eat two bites for three meals a day, you can ask dozens of questions, let alone a few.

Mo Lingwei paused, and asked, "Will Feng Shaojin come over today?"

"I don't know." The servant thought for a while, then shook his head: "Today's Lantern Festival, I must be with my family, I'm afraid I won't come here."

Mo Lingwei chewed slowly and ate a glutinous rice ball, and then asked: "In a week, it will be his engagement date with Miss He, right?"

The servant nodded: "Yes, the engagement date has been announced long ago, and it cannot be changed at will. It is an auspicious day when Mrs. Feng goes to the temple to see it for herself."

Seeing that Mo Lingwei's expression was not good, the servant realized that he had slipped his mouth, and quickly added: "Young Madam, please don't take it to heart, such a capable man should have three wives and four concubines.

The engagement between Feng Shao and Miss He is a family marriage.

With Young Master Feng's love for you, even if Miss He marries Young Master Feng, she cannot compare with you.

Just open your eyes and close your eyes..."

Seeing that she wanted to continue talking, Mo Lingwei quickly interrupted her, "Have any strangers come over outside this courtyard recently?"

The servant didn't understand, so he shook his head: "No, this courtyard is remote, and there are no other courtyards nearby... Why does the young lady ask this?"

Mo Lingwei ate another glutinous rice ball, and replied leisurely: "It's nothing, I'm so bored staying in this room all day, and I can't go outside, I just want to talk to someone... .”