Chen Xiaoyi cautiously asked for advice again, naturally watching Feng Fanghua's expression, not daring to speak too assertively.
Feng Fanghua nodded: "I just told you that his things shouldn't be touched by others."
Upon hearing this reminder, Chen Xiaoyi stopped asking.
Feng Fanghua, feeling sorry for her, thought that if getting rid of Qin Mu's things could help Mu Yichen forget Qin Mu faster, that would be good.
"Zhang Jie!"
Just as Zhang Jie was delivering fruit, Feng Fanghua called out to her.
"Yes! What can I do for you, madam?"
"Go upstairs with Wang Jie and pack up all of Qin Mu's things for her!"
"What?"
Zhang Jie was stunned, her face changed color.
"You don't even listen to me anymore?"
Feng Fanghua knew the servants in the house had a special affection for Qin Mu, which made her a bit angry.
"Yes!"
Zhang Jie was naturally not someone who couldn't read the room, she nodded and agreed.
"There's no need to consult Yichen about this matter."
