Half an hour later.
Xiao Yanci looked at the mansion in front of him. Seeing even the plaque covered in cobwebs, it was clear that no one had lived here for a long time.
The servant beside him used a key to open the door, then placed the key in Xiao Yanci's hand, saying, "Xiao Tanhua, this place is yours now."
Xiao Yanci pushed the door open, immediately overwhelmed by a stench so strong it nearly knocked him out.
He now had no silver and could only rely on his own abilities to clean the estate. But what would happen after he cleaned it? Obviously, it was dirty, messy, and dilapidated. If he were to welcome Wang Ruyan into such a place, even if she didn't say anything, she would probably look down on him in her heart.
He had to make her willingly and obediently follow him, utterly devoted to him.
He was now the Tanhua, and his calligraphy and paintings might earn some money. But earning enough silver to renovate the estate in the shortest possible time wouldn't be easy.
