Red Dowries (VII)

A inconspicuous and run-down horse carriage stopped at the corner in front of the Liu mansion.

"Hui Niangzi, we have reached the Liu manor. From outside the carriage, the maid's gentle voice could be heard. It pulled Huijun back from her wandering thoughts.

She pursed her lips, restraining the expression on her face. She showed the seasoned, perfect smile that she had practiced for years. She lowered her body and stepped on the carriage stool to get down.

The manor before her was completely foreign to her. If it had been a few years before, when she was still a humble prostitute that was trampled on by anyone, anyone could have been her husband with only a copper coin. She never imagined that she would enter such a grand manor––or even come close to it… She would have been humiliated and turned away by the servant.

"Hui Niangzi? the maid greeted.