The Qilin Garden at night was adorned with dazzling green jade glass cups, brightening the entire garden like it was day as Su Miaoyan played without a hint of sleepiness, wanting to run about in the garden. Xiao Yu bathed the whole place in light as if to chase away the night.
Mu Qianya sat beside Su Miaoyan at the stone table. She, the Eldest Young Miss from a family of merchants, was accustomed to all kinds of luxurious sights. Yet even she couldn't help but exclaim, sitting under the light of the green jade glass cups, "Xiao Yu really goes all out. Spending fortunes for the smile of a beauty, even my own father has never spent so much on a woman."
The value of just one of these green jade glass cups could sustain a common family for a lifetime.
Feng Ling whispered by Mu Qianya's side, "When Xiao Yu had his wedding, the occasion was extremely grand already. These green jade glass cups, to him, must seem like nothing."
