Just sold so many times just to exchange for a telescope, and it's gone just like that.
Dong Chenglang walked towards the Zhao family, looking back every few steps.
The things were snatched away, and he couldn't go against his uncle's words.
Dong Chenglang walked heavily towards the courtyard where Miss Zhao lived.
The courtyard was bustling with maids and older servant women; upon seeing him, they wanted to say a few inappropriate things but didn't dare.
A young maid came out, saw him, and hurried back inside, saying, "Miss, the Heir of Marquis Changning is here."
Miss Zhao's face turned even redder.
She wanted to go outside but was stopped by the young maid.
Rules cannot be broken.
Dong Chenglang didn't enter the house. He stopped at the door and said, "I came to tell you, I gave the telescope to my uncle."
Miss Zhao felt a weight lifted off her chest.
The young maid cheerfully said, "Now Miss doesn't have to worry."
