She sighed. "I'm not confident if I can succeed this time."
… .
The next day, Shen Qiu really came to Shen Miao's courtyard with a few boxes of real money. He was probably worried that the money was not enough, so he took out a banknote worth thousand taels of silver to her. He smiled and said, "Sister, at this age, you probably have a lot of places to use money at your age. I'm afraid that's not enough. Take this money. If there's anything you want to buy, buy it. If it's not enough, just ask me for more."
The maids who were sweeping the floor outside looked at Shen Miao enviously. In the past, they used to think that their Fifth Miss had an awkward status in the mansion. Her title sounded nice, but she had practically no say in anything and was often bullied. Now, it seemed that they were all wrong. Not only did Shen Xin and his wife dote on Shen Miao, but even Shen Qiu treasured his sister like she was the apple in his eyes.
