Zhao Hongsheng glanced at the house and couldn't help but sigh, "Aunt really treats you as her prospective daughter-in-law. She has really tidied up the place nicely for you."
His gaze then turned to the porcelain on the Bogu shelf. Standing up, he walked closer and took a closer look before finally confirming his suspicion. He exclaimed in shock, "Did she really bring this for you too? This is Uncle's favorite antique. I have asked him several times for it, but he couldn't bear to part with it, not even to my older brother or Ah Zheng. I didn't expect that he would give it to you!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan only then remembered what Dong Qing had just mentioned, saying that Xia Zheng's father favored his daughter over his sons—it seemed to be true.
"Do you want it?" Seeing Zhao Hongde's eyes gleaming brightly, Lin Yuan teasingly played coy, winked at him playfully and said, "Want it? Dream on! Haha."
