Shen Qing looked at the pensive expression on the young man's face beside her, smiling to herself without saying anything.
Neither mother nor son were indecisive people. They quickly chose a three-courtyard residence, a quiet retreat in a bustling area near the General Mansion.
The residence wasn't particularly large, but it was more than enough for their family of three. Moreover, prices in Xizhou were low, and with the ongoing war, the house was so cheap that for a moment, Shen Qing thought she had misheard the price.
But no matter how cheap it was, she was penniless at the moment. She didn't refuse Liu Zhao's offer to pay for it upfront, planning to repay him once Yu Jiuqing arrived.
'To think I have a vast fortune, yet here I am, like a pauper.' Shen Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Unexpectedly, when Yu Zihan heard Shen Qing ask Liu Zhao to cover the cost of the house, he quickly said, "There's no need, Mother! I have money!"
