Gu Fei's hands trembled as she read the list. These gifts were so extravagant, and she had only given them two small bottles of Wuliangye liquor in return. 'Should I run after Zhang Ze and give him the whole case? Would that even be enough?'
The deer was still alive, lying on the ground with its four hooves bound, its eyes glistening with moisture.
Little Cao squatted beside the deer, tilting her head and watching it with curiosity. She wanted to reach out and touch it but didn't dare.
Gu Zhang's expression was grave. 'What on earth is Young Master Su trying to do?'
They had only traveled together for a short while. Was it really necessary to send such an extravagant New Year's gift?
His family was just a household of ordinary farmers. Besides Little Fei, was there anything about them that made them worth his notice?
Could he be doing all this for Little Fei?
After all, Young Master Su had seen it all on their journey—Little Fei killing wolves and mountain bandits.
