"Let's go to the door and have a look." After thinking for a while, Jian Yunao suggested.
"Okay." Mo Shiyun agreed.
The two of them arrived at the door of the villa together.
"Where did you put the gift?" Jian Yunnao asked Mo Shiyun.
"Here." Mo Shiyun pointed to the place next to the door and said, "I didn't know that day... I was going to have dinner with you, so I thought I would just leave it at the door. If someone sees it, they will take it in."
If Mo Shiyun had placed it in this position, someone would have taken it in after seeing it.
Jian Yunnao searched around and found a paper bag in the bushes not far from the door.
The paper bag was wet with dew and wrinkled.
It was obvious that the bag had been sitting there in the sun for several days.
Jian Yunao opened the bag and took out a black sweater.
"Is this the one you knitted?" Jian Yunnao asked Mo Shiyun.
Mo Shiyun stepped forward. Feeling guilty, she looked at the sweater carefully and then nodded.
Her heart was beating fast. This was the first time she had told such a lie, which made her feel very uneasy.
She kept telling herself in her heart, just let it go, just let it go, nothing will happen. She can get over this matter, and she can keep her mother's job.
Jian Yunao looked at the item in his hand and frowned.
So Shiyun didn't lie, she really gave her eldest brother a gift.
But for some reason, the gift she gave was discarded in the bushes, and Jian Yiling happened to give his elder brother a sweater of the same color in the same packaging.
How could things happen by such a coincidence
While Jian Yunao was deep in thought, Jian Yuncheng came over.
"What's wrong?" Jian Yuncheng asked.
Jian Yuncheng's eyes swept over the crumpled paper bag held in Jian Yunao's hand and the handmade sweater in black, although it was of a different style.
Then he looked at Mo Shiyun next to him.
"Brother, Shiyun didn't lie. Look, this is the birthday gift she wanted to give you. I just don't know why the gift she prepared for you was thrown into the bushes."
Jian Yunao explained to Jian Yuncheng, and at the same time handed the paper bag in his hand to Jian Yuncheng to see.
"Oh? Is that so?" Jian Yuncheng looked at Mo Shiyun while responding to Jian Yunao's words.
Mo Shiyun met Jian Yuncheng's gaze, suppressed her inner nervousness, and tried her best to appear calm.
"I'm sorry, young master. I didn't know that the paper bag that day was not mine. I didn't look carefully. When Aunt An brought it back, I thought it was mine. It was my fault. I was too careless."
Mo Shiyun apologized and confessed her mistakes to Jian Yuncheng with a sincere attitude.
Jian Yunnao spoke for Mo Shiyun: "Brother, you can't blame Shiyun. I don't know who would throw away the gift someone left at the door."
"Well, that's really unlucky."
Jian Yuncheng commented and then went back to his study.
Mo Shiyun looked at Jian Yuncheng's leaving figure, feeling vaguely uneasy in her heart.
She didn't know why, even though Jian Yuncheng just said "it's not coincidental", she always felt that he was still suspicious of something.
Jian Yunnao apologized to Mo Shiyun: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation clearly. Did I just scare you?"
Mo Shiyun shook her head, "It's okay. I don't blame you. It's just a misunderstanding. Just explain it clearly."
"Well, thank you for not blaming me."
Mo Shiyun was as considerate as ever.