In the evening, Jiang Yanshen pushed aside a cocktail party and returned to Begonia Courtyard.
When he entered and did not see Lin Qingqian, he changed his shoes and asked, "Where's Madam?"
The auntie bent down and packed the shoes into the shoe cabinet. She replied, "Madam is in the backyard."
Jiang Yanshen nodded and walked straight to the backyard. From afar, he watched her wear a thin sweater and roll up her sleeves as she busied herself in front of the flower bed.
The temperature in Lan City had risen again, so the small sheds were no longer needed. As soon as Lin Qingqian lifted the thermal film, she saw thin and dense small green buds sprouting from the soil of the flower bed. They were growing happily.
There was suddenly an additional warmth on her body. She turned her head and heard Jiang Yanshen's reproachful voice. "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold dressed like this?"
