Principal Zou's composed gaze flickered.
"Ah? Another pot?"
Principal Zou could stay cool in any situation, but his heart leaped uncontrollably whenever it came to these flowers and plants.
At his age, it was his one true passion.
Hearing Xia Yourong's words, he couldn't help but look up at her, his eyes filled with appreciation.
It was sheer luck to procure even one pot of that rare plant, yet she managed to get another?
Xia Yourong easily caught the change in his emotions, her lips curving upward gently, "Yes, this pot is even more beautiful. You'll definitely love it when you see it."
"That said..." Principal Zou tried to suppress his excitement to maintain his image, "Xiaorong, if it's convenient for you, you could bring it over for the principal to see... but I can't accept it. Such a precious thing, I would just appreciate it and then you should take it back to your dad."
