Cheng Courtyard was originally a wealthy merchant's residence in Hengzhou City two years ago, which had to be mortgaged due to the family's decline. Located in the busiest part of Hengzhou City, to say that every inch of land is worth its weight in gold would not be an exaggeration.
The interior decoration and furnishings were still usable.
When Cui Yun was away, he was not a picky person, but now as Yang Yu, he naturally ordered renovations, replacing everything in the residence with new items.
He was the first to alight from the carriage.
Shen Man slowly drew back the curtain and peered out.
Outside Cheng Garden, lanterns hung high, complementing the moonlight that bathed the golden letters on the plaque above the gate, making them clearly visible.
The noble lady looked disdainfully at the hand Cui Yun extended to her, yet she did not place her delicate, pale hand in his.
"How could I trouble my cousin with such a trivial matter?"
She spoke with a sigh.
