Taking a Token to the Rong Mansion to Investigate an Old Debt

Chen Siyuan, the son of Mrs. Xing’s cousin whom she hadn’t seen in over a decade, arrived at her door carrying the gold hair ornament he had given her all those years ago. Before my mother died, she told me that my aunt had borrowed some money. The first time I met my aunt in the Rongguo Mansion, I’d barely opened my mouth before she asked me to sit down and have some tea. I’d better test the waters before asking for the money.