"Creak," two rideshare vehicles came to a halt before the Zhao Family Ancestral House's main gate.
As the doors opened, Chen Tang and Chen Shuang, along with three others, stepped out of the cars. Apart from Chen Tang, the other four were each holding a gift box, all filled with top-tier wild sea cucumbers, dried abalone, and the like—luxury products...
Such a display was clearly that of gift-giving. Atop the steps of the Zhao family's grand gate, two Zhao clan members, who had been ordered to wait, exchanged a glance, a look of disdain spreading over their faces.
"Follow me," said one of them, waving his hand with a lazy tone, then turned and walked towards the courtyard.
Chen Tang sneered inwardly, Tang Yurou and the rest kept a stoic face, following behind Chen Tang into the courtyard...
