Actually, it was someone else's duty to move and transplant the flowers, but Lin Yuankang was in a bad mood and wished to be alone. Hence, he decided to take a look at his 'new favorite'.
Lin Yuankang who tried to put up a strong front regretted it as soon as he tried lifting up the pot of flowers.
It was too heavy that he could not lift it at all.
Just when he was about to give up and asked someone else for help, the flower pot became light in an instant. It was lifted off the ground easily.
"Oh, Grandpa, do not let go. If you let go now, I can't handle the weight of the flower pot by myself. By then, we would have our toes crushed." Qiao Nan felt a shift in the weight and shouted out in surprise. Was this old master reliable or not? Could he handle the weight?
"Hmph." Lin Yuankang snorted awkwardly when he saw that it was Qiao Nan who helped him. He still gave her the cold shoulder even though she helped him with the flower pot.
