"Dad, Mom, just go ahead and do it, no matter how Grandpa punishes us, Xiaorou and I can bear it." Thinking of the peculiar looks he had endured recently, Tong Dala couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Don't worry, once we're in the Capital City, there will be nobles everywhere, and that little village girl won't be able to act so presumptuously," Tong Xingda said, suddenly tasting freedom, his tone light and buoyant, wishing he could even bounce as he walked.
The feeling of freedom is really wonderful. For freedom, I'll give it my all!
As the three of them talked, the ox cart arrived at the old Courtyard of the Qiao Family.
Qiao Meipan had already packed a small bundle, and upon seeing these three people come to pick her up, she bit her lip and boarded the ox cart.
Once she was on the ox cart, there was no turning back for her.
