Under Qi Mao's questioning, Hu Miaomiao was speechless and extremely flustered.
She knew that if she told the truth, she would be scolded; if she didn't tell the truth, she could sew another purse in one day.
It has to be said that Hu Miaomiao's idea makes sense, but what she doesn't know is that Qi Mao already knows where the purse is and is asking her for an explanation.
So, by some mistake, Hu Miaomiao hesitated and said: "What wallet, I forgot..."
At this moment, Qi Mao was completely disappointed and couldn't help but think of Du Yu's words that he was not worthy of Hu Miaomiao.
Perhaps Du Yu was right. How could a man like him be worthy of a rich girl? No wonder Mrs. Hu had other intentions.
Qi Mao laughed to himself, turned around and left.
"Brother Mao!" Hu Miaomiao panicked and stood up suddenly, knocking over the stool.
However, Qi Mao clearly heard her shout, but did not stop and quickly disappeared from sight.
Hu Miaomiao stared blankly at his leaving figure and couldn't help but cry. After all, too many things had happened that day, which she could no longer bear.
Crying, Hu Miaomiao grabbed the unfinished purse and seemed to want to cut it, but after looking at it, she threw it back into the basket and cried even more sadly.
"Woooooooo..."
Seeing her crying pitifully, the maid asked, "Miss, if you are angry, should I ask someone to beat Brother Mao?"
Hu Miaomiao paused and asked with confused eyes: "What?"
"He angered the lady and deserved to be beaten."
Hu Miaomiao was anxious, fearing that the maid would really go find someone to beat Qi Mao, so he took her hand and said, "Don't go! Brother Mao didn't anger me, it was me who failed to live up to my expectations!"
"Miss, let me tell you, you still care about Brother Mao." The maid is young but speaks in a mature manner, "Since you still care about him, why don't you make it clear to him?"
"What did I say? He is angry, I...I don't want to coax him..."
Anyway, he has a confidante, and she is still such a beautiful woman, and he is the redundant one.
The more Hu Miaomiao thought about it, the sadder she became, and she said in a daze, "I can't compare to Miss Li."
However, the maid shook her head and said something fair: "Miss, Brother Mao is angry because he is jealous, because you gave his wallet to someone else."
Hu Miaomiao looked at her suspiciously and asked curiously: "Don't you dislike Brother Mao? How can you speak for him?"
"It's just a matter of fact, no other reason."
Moreover, this maid had grown up with Hu Miaomiao since she was a child. Because she was afraid that she would suffer hardship, she still did not want her to get married.
I won’t say whether Qi Mao has bad intentions, but Du Yu is not a good person either.
"Miss, why don't you tell me clearly about your wallet? Brother Mao probably won't scold you."
Hu Miaomiao thought about it, wiped her tears, and immediately chased him out.
No, she must make it clear now and ask questions clearly. If Qi Mao really deceived her, she might as well give up as soon as possible.
When Hu Miaomiao chased him out, Qi Mao was nowhere to be seen. After asking, he found out that he had already gone out.
"Are you out?"
Hu Miaomiao murmured to herself, the anger in her heart suddenly vented, and she lost the courage to chase him to the blacksmith shop.
When she turned around, she accidentally bumped into someone. She thought it was Qi Mao, but found that it was Du Yu, and the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Cousin, why is it you?"
Du Yu felt sad, but still kept smiling, "If it's not me, who else do you want?"
Hu Miaomiao shook her head slightly. She actually didn't want to cry, but she couldn't release the grievance in her heart, and she shed two lines of tears silently.
"Cousin, are you crying?" Du Yu felt even more distressed and handed over his handkerchief.
However, Hu Miaomiao was full of thoughts and did not take the handkerchief. Instead, she looked at the purse on his waist and hesitated several times.
Hu Miaomiao didn't want Qi Mao to misunderstand, but how could there be any reason to return what he had given away?
Du Yu was always smart and could see through her thoughts at a glance. Although he felt very uncomfortable, he didn't want to see her cry again, so he took the initiative to take off the purse and put it in Hu Miaomiao's hand.
"Huh?" Hu Miaomiao was a little confused and didn't know what Du Yu meant.
"Cousin, it's not my thing, I still don't want it." Du Yu smiled bitterly, feeling that he was despicable. Even if he wanted to win Hu Miaomiao's heart, he should be upright.
"Cousin, I'm returning my purse to you, so don't cry anymore."
Du Yu tapped the tip of her pen and wiped away the tears on her face, cherishing it as if it were a priceless treasure.
This scene happened to be seen by Qi Mao, who was returning home!
Originally, Qi Mao felt uneasy after leaving. He was thinking about whether Hu Miaomiao would cry or lose his temper, so he came back again and planned to coax her.
Now it seems that it is no longer necessary. Even if she is not there, there are many men who want to be attentive to her.
After Qi Mao left, he returned to the blacksmith shop and struck the iron again and again. It turned out that the shape was still a dagger.
This dagger was originally intended for Hu Miaomiao to defend himself. Qi Mao had always taken it seriously, but now he was so distracted that he didn't even hear the boy calling him several times.
Suddenly, Qi Mao came back to his senses and asked, "What did you say?"
The boy raised the food box in his hand and said, "Master, you haven't had lunch yet. You must be hungry."
Qi Mao's eyes lit up, and a secret expectation emerged in his heart, "Did the lady send it? Where is she?"
"this……"
The boy paused for a moment, looked at his expression carefully, and did not dare to answer.
Qi Mao's eyes darkened, and he felt unspeakable disappointment, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."
"But..." The boy hesitated, as if he had something to say, "Master, you'd better eat something. It's not enough if you're hungry. If the young lady knows about it, she will definitely feel very distressed."
"My affairs have nothing to do with her, how can she feel distressed?" These words were really untrue.
The waiter slowly took a few steps forward and advised, "My boss, don't think too much. The lady must like you very much."
Qi Mao remained silent, obviously not taking his words seriously.
So, the waiter continued: "Before, the lady came to deliver meals every day, but... the boss's attitude has become really cold. I heard that the lady often cries..."
"she cried?"
"You're not crying. Every time Miss comes back, she will first ask you how you are feeling. She always leaves feeling depressed."
Everyone could see that Hu Miaomiao came over time and time again to deliver food and please him, but he was always treated coldly. No wonder the maid's attitude towards him was so bad.
In the past, Hu Miaomiao must have been studying and practicing calligraphy every day, so how could he have the mind to do such servant work.
Moreover, it is true that Mr. Hu wants to send her to study in Fuzhou, and it is also true that Mrs. Hu wants her to study in Nuhong, but Hu Miaomiao is not willing to go.
"The young lady has even put down her books and comes to the blacksmith shop every day. Her thoughts are very clear."
This was the first time Qi Mao learned about these things, and the haze that enveloped his heart was instantly cleared away. He wished he could fly to Hu Miaomiao right now, kiss her, and tell her clearly.
However, let's give it to her at night and give her the dagger.
For a moment, Qi Mao was filled with endless strength, and struck the dagger again and again, and also engraved his name on it.
…
At night, the moon and stars are sparse.
Hu Miaomiao had dinner in the room and did not see Qi Mao, but because of this, she felt that she thought about it very much.
"Why don't I go find him..."
At the same time, Qi Mao was also thinking about her. When he was about to go find her, he was trapped by an uninvited guest.
