Watching the bulging purse deflate, Aunt didn't furrow her brow in the slightest.
Warmth surged in Ruan Mian's heart; this feeling of being cared for and loved by family genuinely made her happy.
When they had bought so many things that they couldn't fit them all, Aunt went to a familiar store to borrow a few carriages.
Ruan Mian then fed some spiritual spring water to the horses, and their speed was noticeably faster than usual.
But just as they reached the doorstep, a villager exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Ruan, Aunt Ruan, is your family doing something important like Mr. Xie's?"
"Just now, Mr. Xie also bought quite a few things, probably even more than you! Several carriages full!"
"Ah? Could it be..."
Aunt glanced at Ruan Mian with deep meaning, and the two quickened their pace back to the yard, immediately noticing a pile of goods outside Xie Huai'an's house.
Others wondered, but he didn't make any public gestures.
