Zhan Yunxiao said impatiently, "Just put it away."
When they got married, their relatives and friends naturally sent lots of gifts.
However, all the gifts were sent to the Zhan Family's old mansion, where his mother kept them.
Xia Luo wouldn't want these things, and he wasn't interested in them either.
But who would send things directly here?
Although Zhan Yunxiao felt curious, he didn't think too much about it.
Xia Luo's attitude annoyed him, leaving him unwilling to think about these matters.
But it was Xia Luo who sensed something off and immediately called out to the servant, "Bring the gift over."
The servant glanced at Zhan Yunxiao, who nodded.
"Young Madam, this is a gift, but there's no signature," the servant said.
The servant placed the gift in front of Xia Luo.
Xia Luo immediately unwrapped it, and sure enough, a piece of paper fell out saying: "To my dear sister."
"Bastard."
