The group arrived at a racecourse in the suburbs of the capital. This was originally one of the estates Mo Liujin had intended to use as a betrothal gift for Chu Qingmeng. Regrettably, after she left for over twenty years, this betrothal gift was never delivered to her. But it no longer mattered; the moment he had held Qingmeng's spirit tablet to perform the wedding ceremony back then, all these properties had already been registered in Qingmeng's name.
"It's so huge," Chu Qingmeng said in a daze, looking at the endless racecourse. Although the first month of the year had just passed and the weather was still quite cold, there was no snow on the ground, and the place had been swept very clean. Chu Qingmeng couldn't help letting out a sigh of admiration.
"Is it big?" Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow as he looked at Chu Qingmeng. "This is just an ordinary racecourse among the betrothal gifts I prepared for you back then; it's not even the largest. Knowing how much you love horse riding, I have seven or eight similar racecourses across different prefectures."
Chapter 112