The doorman, upon seeing Zhao Jianghe, didn't bother to announce him and led him inside directly, for the Lady had long given instructions that the Zhao Family were to be considered as family, and no gate restrictions were to apply to them.
"Mrs. Lin, are you there?" Zhao Jianghe shouted as soon as he stepped into the courtyard.
Mrs. Lin, of course, understood why Zhao Jianghe came looking for her and felt, for a moment, shy like a young girl, reluctant to come out, while an overjoyed Muniang welcomed him in.
"Brother Zhao is here, come in quickly, my mother is inside," Muniang said with a sweep of her eyes. When she saw the three to five people carrying things behind Zhao Jianghe, she paused, "Brother Zhao, what's all this..."
Zhao Jianghe said with a smile, "My father has sent me to propose marriage to Mrs. Lin, and these are the betrothal gifts. Please don't think they're too little. We can't compare with your means, but my father has really splurged."