“Is he angry at me?” Xiao Heng asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao said, “I think he is angry at Chang Jing.”

“But why?” Xiao Heng was confused. He had just come back and did not know the details.

Gu Jiao pointed toward the courtyard, where piles upon piles of heavy gifts were stacked. “Those. Your little sister’s betrothal gifts.”