"I've heard that the scenery of the hotel's back garden is unparalleled. Aunt Zhuang, have you ever heard of a flower that only blooms at night and is very beautiful? It's a rare sight. Since we're here, shouldn't we go have a look?"
Before Zhuang Xiyue could respond, it was Lady Zhou who asked, "Is it the night-blooming cereus? People say its appearance is fleeting. Honestly, I've never seen such a flower. Why don't we go and have a look?"
Zhuang Xiyue subconsciously furrowed her brow, "That flower has a negative connotation. Today my sister is the birthday star, so let's not go see it."
Lady Zhou was a bit superstitious and hesitated upon hearing this, but Song Yiren quickly said, "How could that be? I've heard the blooming of the night-blooming cereus is quite beautiful. It would really be a pity not to see it while we're here."
Zhuang Xiyue frowned and glanced at Song Yiren, who smiled back at her, but her heart was "thumping" nervously.
