Chapter 1880

Nanny Xu rummaged through the gift box, but didn't see anything like a card that could confirm the identity of the giver, and asked: "This kind of fine fox fur is rare, and it is inlaid with such precious gems. Miss, can you guess?" Who is the one who gave away the clothes?"

Mo Lingwei shook her head blankly.

Madam Xu looked at Mo Lingwei, hesitated to speak.

Mo Lingwei picked up the paintbrush by herself, and said in a low voice: "Keep it away, I will go to school tomorrow to find out who gave it to me, and then return it to others."

Xu Momo finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Miss, could it be sent by Feng Shao?"

"Master Feng?"

At this time, Feng Shaojin is not worthy of having a name with Mo Lingwei.

"It's the extremely handsome young master who was rescued by you and lived here for a while." Mother Xu reminded: "The night you brought them back, the white fox fur cloak on your body was stained with blood, and you threw it away at will. In the guest room, he still washed it by hand.

Maybe this cloak was paid to you by him. "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei didn't know what to do. Apart from knowing that the man was a compatriot and not a bad person, she knew almost nothing about the rest.

Mo Lingwei frowned slightly: "Let's put it away, let someone go find out where that person lives, and return the gift box."

Mammy Xu smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll put it in the Missy's closet right now."

Originally, I thought this matter would just pass away, but I didn't expect that, early the next morning, someone brought over a gift box. Madam Xu opened it and saw that it was a delicate cheongsam embroidered by hand.

If the fox-fur cloak inlaid with jewels was just that Feng Shaojin wanted to thank her for saving his life and give her a similar dress, then this cheongsam was specially given to her by that person.

Mo Lingwei had no choice but to face up to this matter.

She is not rewarded for nothing, since she was a child, she has never accepted gifts from other men except for gifts from her elder brother Mo Lingyuan, let alone close-fitting clothes.

On the third day, when the errand boy appeared at the gate of Jingyuan again, he was grabbed by the guards and forced to ask Mo Lingwei for the information he wanted.

Mo Lingwei looked at the whole set of jasper jewelry in the gift box, and told Mother Xu: "Take out the other two gift boxes and ask him to take them back, and just say that I don't need these, thank you, Young Master Feng, for your gift."

The boy's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground: "Miss Mo, you might as well kill me. There's no reason to take back the things our young master sent out. Why don't you return them yourself."

Mo Lingwei stared fixedly at the young man for a while, and said to the guard: "Since he would rather die than take the things back, he can do as he wishes."

The boy was overjoyed.

But Mo Lingwei added: "Just kill him."

"Yes." The guard dragged the boy who was kneeling on the ground outside the door, gagged his mouth, raised his whip and whipped it towards the boy...

Mission Hills.

Feng Shaojin was sipping wine with great interest, when a guard dressed as a servant barged in with three gift boxes of different sizes, all wounded and embarrassed.

Feng Yichen happened to come out of the pharmacy, seeing this scene, he couldn't help asking: "What's going on, who beat you like this?"

Feng Shaojin recognized the brocade box in the guard's arms at a glance, and his brows furrowed, "I asked you to give gifts for me, why did you bring back all these gifts?"

The guard put the brocade box on the ground carefully, feeling very wronged: "Miss Mo said that if the humble officer doesn't take these things back, the guards of the Mo family will beat the humble position to death.

At first, I thought Miss Mo was just talking, but then..."

The poor guard can't go on talking, whoever wants to do this kind of hard work.