Han Wenzheng peeled back the layers of the bundle, revealing a rectangular wooden box inside, which was also locked.
He Youyou looked at the box: Could it be ashes?
As for the ashes, it's quite convenient to just take them away.
Han Wenzheng remained silent and continued his actions.
He took a key from his pocket and unlocked the wooden box.
After removing the copper lock and lifting the lid, what was inside caught He Youyou's eye.
Inside the box was a full box of gold ingots.
Various jewels and ornaments were scattered on the gold ingot.
He Youyou immediately understood.
As the top courtesan whose smile is priceless, how could she not have a secret stash of money?
But how much effort did Su Luoluo put into hiding this gold?
Did the greedy madam and pimps in Cuihua Tower scheme against the young Ah Li and trick him into handing over these things?
How much deception and coercion did Ahri suffer from since childhood?
I dare not think about it too much.
He Youyou's eyes welled up with tears, and her gaze shifted from the box to Ah Li's face, filled with pity.
"Ah Li, you've suffered so much."
Those four short words stirred up all the grievances in Ahri's heart.
He could no longer hold back, his hands holding the gold lowered lower and lower, and he squatted on the ground, bursting into tears.
Finally, there is someone in this world who understands his suffering.
He Youyou did not step forward to stop him, but simply stood quietly in place, silently watching him.
His once beautiful face was now streaked with tears and snot, and his mouth and eyes were distorted and deformed from extreme pain.
"Cry, it's okay to be sad, have a good cry, there's nothing shameful about it," she said.
The housekeeper quietly turned around, slowly raised his right arm, and gently wiped the corner of his eye with his sleeve.
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