"What 'husband'? I live alone here." Mo Huan's expression turned cold as she pulled the door, intending to close it.
But the servant boy blocked the door with one hand, peering inside. "I, I saw with my own eyes, a man entered here, I..."
"What's the matter?~ If I go to Spring Breeze Brothel and call a young master over, would you intervene too? I bet you've never been married, do you want to join?" Mo Huan feigned a seductive look, squinting at the servant boy, "You're not bad looking."
The servant boy panicked and quickly let go of the door. Now he didn't mention the handkerchief, fearing being dragged in by Mo Huan, he hastily left without looking back.
After he left, Mo Huan quickly closed the door, her expression difficult to describe.
Lv Changjia poked his head out from the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Who was it?"
"They said they found your handkerchief and came to return it. You went out for a while, probably arousing suspicions about your identity."