"Knock, knock, knock."
Li Qingzhao knocked three times on the vermilion gate at an unhurried pace.
Yet no footsteps came from behind the empty gate, nor did any clever servant come running out to receive them.
After all, Jiang Che and Liu Mengxi had only spent a fortune to buy this secondary residence at noon today.
They had not even finished settling their luggage, much less gone to the broker's office to hire maids and laborers to clean the courtyard.
At this moment, only Jiang Che and Liu Mengxi were in this enormous four-courtyard residence.
After waiting for a moment and seeing no movement inside,
Li Qingzhao refused to give up.
She furrowed her eyelashes slightly, raised her hand again, and knocked three more times with greater force. "Knock, knock, knock."
"Miss..."
Xiao Lian, who was holding the gifts beside her, could not hold back any longer. With a miserable little face, she muttered in a lowered voice, "Could it be... there's simply no one home?"
"Why are you so certain that someone bought this mansion, which had stood empty for so long, today?"
"No, there must be someone in this residence!"
Li Qingzhao gently shook her head, her peerlessly beautiful face, cool and ethereal, filled with unquestionable certainty.
She extended a slender white finger and pointed at the high courtyard wall.
"Just now, when we were still in our own courtyard, I smelled it clearly!"
Li Qingzhao swallowed, a flash of fervent intoxication appearing in her eyes. "That incomparable fragrance of liquor was clearly drifting over from this residence!"
"If no one had moved into this courtyard, if no one was inside drinking from an opened jar..."
"Could that fragrance, so intoxicating even immortals would drool over it, have appeared out of thin air?"
Li Qingzhao also knew perfectly