Just as Su Yanyan was leaving, Auntie Yang emerged from the house, "Finally found it. Xiaowei, hurry up and call for a courier to send the gown over to Miss Su."
Xiaowei: "Okay."
"Courier?" Su Yanyan raised an eyebrow, "You want to send a multi-thousand dollar gown by courier? If it gets lost along the way, can you afford to pay for it? Even if it doesn't get lost, if it gets dirty, or wrinkled and she gets upset, can you bear the responsibility? She's not as easygoing as I am."
Auntie Yang and Xiaowei looked at each other.
"You should deliver it yourself." Su Yanyan pointed to Xiaowei, "If anything goes wrong, you'll be the one to answer to."
"Okay, Miss Su." Xiaowei could only comply.
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On the other side, after breakfast, Huo Jingshen suggested moving back to the Imperial Court villa.
