Qiao Xi was still unaware of Xu Xingluo's malice when she returned home after work and finished her chores. Dressed in a light purple gauzy nightgown, she replaced the nutrient solution for all the eucalyptus flowers in the villa.
Since that time,
All the fresh flowers in the villa had become eucalyptus flowers.
Aunt Qian said that it was Mr. Huo who had asked her to find a new florist to supply them, fresh every day.
Qiao Xi's fingers gently stroked the delicate blossoms, a smile lifting the corners of her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with happiness.
Done with her kitchen duties, Aunt Qian stepped out and glanced at the clock on the wall, which had advanced to ten o'clock.
"Young Madam, this is the young master's supper. Would you mind taking it to his study?"
"Sure."
Qiao Xi answered and set down the watering can, picking up the small tray to carry it upstairs.
