Yu Tingwan felt a shameful flutter in her heart.
The Zhu Family was some distance away, and with the streets crowded, Wei Zhao rode slowly, taking her there, which took half an hour.
As expected of one of the wealthiest families in Wuyang City, they made their fortune in the tea business.
The mansion was magnificent, with two imposing stone lions standing at the entrance. The vermillion main gate was tall and stern.
Sitting on the horseback, Yu Tingwan glanced at the guards at the Zhu Family's entrance.
"We can't... get in, can we?"
We can't just force our way in.
That would be too reckless.
Wei Zhao said nothing, gently pulling the reins.
The horse trotted past the Zhu Family's entrance, clopping into a secluded alley.
The road ahead was dead-end, which was why no one usually went there.
Finally, Wei Zhao stopped.
Yu Tingwan looked at the tall wall of the Zhu Family on the right, her gaze gradually falling on a dog hole.
She frowned.
"I won't crawl through that."
