When Jiang Ziqi came over, he saw his father, Lord Jiang, admiring a snuff bottle with great fondness, and the snuff bottle looked very familiar. Wasn't it the same one he had seen with Little Yueyue before? It turned out, Little Yueyue had given this snuff bottle to his father, no wonder he was reluctant to part with it.
"Father, this snuff bottle looks quite exquisite. Where did you get it?" Although Jiang Ziqi knew exactly where the snuff bottle had come from, he pretended not to know and asked deliberately.
Lord Jiang glanced at Jiang Ziqi and saw right through his little trick. If it hadn't been for this lad, how would Zhao Erhu and his wife know of his preferences and bring along something he liked so precisely? "It was given by the guests you brought back. Although they're from a small place, they still know some etiquette. This little thing is quite nice; I graciously accepted it."