Lulu's gift to him (1)

Ming su stood at the door and looked at the figure that flashed past in the distance.

He clenched his fist and took a deep breath.

"Sister su, it's all this servant's fault. This servant didn't know that she was so overbearing and didn't know that she was actually wearing such expensive jewelry." The servant girl's voice was trembling as she watched the shopkeeper wrap up the beaded flower and hand it to her.

"This thing is slightly damaged, but we can find a few craftsmen to repair it. Even though it can't be sold for a high price, it's still a rare treasure." The shopkeeper looked at the woman, handed her the money, and then turned to leave.

The maidservant's hands were trembling as she held the small box.

"Go back and ask for father's forgiveness." Ming su's voice was cold, which was rare. She had always been a virtuous and polite woman. When she thought of the figure that had flashed past her just now, she felt a little anxious.