Jiang Li's smile was wretched. What was this? Was this her arranging all her family's wealth before death? She should commend Jih Heng for his foresight, always planning ahead. Perhaps the people in Yanjing City would start to envy her again. Even if Jih Heng were dead, he had left her such a vast fortune. But heaven knows, she would rather trade all her wealth, just to have Jih Heng return safely. She hoped Jih Heng's arrangements would never come to pass, for that would mean she still had the chance to wait for his return, wait for the day he would keep his promise.
"Second Miss, what do you plan to do in the future?" Zhao Ke asked softly, "The master once said, if he were not here, the Second Miss would be our master. Whatever arrangements you have for us, you can decide."
