"Not really."
"Want me to make clothes for you? You certainly have a pretty imagination."
Su Qiao did not hold back at all.
"You think you can swindle me because I'm young and don't understand these things!"
"Cough, cough."
Having been seen through, Feng Han actually blushed a little. "You're overthinking it."
Hmph, she was not overthinking it at all.
It was not as if there were no palace maids in his residence. He could call any one of them out, and they could make clothes for him. Why would he need her to do it?
Besides, if he wanted clothes, couldn't he simply go to town and have someone make them for him?
"I'm leaving."
Su Qiao could not be bothered to deal with this sly old fox anymore. She turned and walked away.
Feng Han rose and slowly followed her.
"Xiao Liu, help the young lady carry her medicinal herbs and fabric onto the carriage and escort her home."
"Drive slowly on the way. Don't hurt her."
"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, Xiao Liu hurried out of the courtyard ahead of them.
Little Gui waved his hand, and several eunuchs carried the fabric directly onto the carriage.
Su Qiao had not expected the man to insist on sending her things. Just as she was about to lose her temper, Feng Han was already prepared.
"Just consider it a thank-you gift for making a delicious meal of barbecued meat for Little White Cat and me, its owner. How about that?"
"Or would you rather I send someone to deliver it to your house?"
Su Qiao snorted. "You've got me cornered, haven't you?"
"Cough, cough. A young lady should be a little more reserved in her speech."
"..." Reserved, my ass!
Take a look at what you've done before