"The landscapes I've seen."
"You've seen orchids, too?"
Chiang Xiao was startled, why was he asking about orchids? Of course, she had seen the orchid in that painting, and now it was still blooming quietly and elegantly in her space.
"I have seen them." Although Chiang Xiao did not understand why Liu Guoying was asking if she had seen orchids, she did not want to lie to him about these matters, either.
Liu Guoying looked at her deeply, noticing her gaze was bright and resolute, with not even a hint of guilt.
He believed her.
"I have an old friend who is extremely fond of growing orchids." After pondering for a moment he said, "We looked at your award-winning painting together, and he said he had never seen that variety of orchid before. Knowing you are so young and hail from a mountain village, he inferred that the orchid in your painting was imagined by you."
Chiang Xiao was taken aback by his words.
