Gu Dajiang was also holding a pot of flowers. The lush crepe myrtle flowers on the branches were especially pleasing to the eye.
The potted plant was a little big. When Gu Dajiang carried it back, his clothes were wrinkled and dirty.
"Father, did you buy this for my mother?" Gu Yundong thought that she and her father really had a tacit understanding. They even sent flowers at the same time.
Gu Dajiang laughed dryly and said in embarrassment, "On the way back, I bumped into someone selling these flowers, so I bought a pot for your mother. What do you think? Does it look good?"
Actually, that was not the case. This flower originally belonged to the academy and was specially managed by a gardener.
Gu Dajiang had wanted to buy a few pots two days ago, but the gardener didn't agree. He said that he couldn't make the decision. Today, the supervisor returned. Gu Dajiang went straight to the supervisor and asked him before finally bringing back a pot.
