"Father said that these clothes and cloth are not good. He will send someone to send new ones over." Mo Xuetong said with a gentle and likable smile.

The servant holding the cloths at the door smiled wanly at the door. She could neither leave nor say. She wanted to slip away but was glared at by Mo Huawen coldly and did not dare move. She was secretly upset. She would not have come if Mo Xiu from First Miss's courtyard had not said that First Miss was ending gifts for Third ...