"Is this finally the right way to open it?"
All he had to do was let go of some of his pride to get the result he wanted, but wouldn't letting go mean he had already lost?
Without time to think it over, Su Sheng walked quickly across the petals and called out, "Grandpa, it's so late, haven't you slept yet? What's with these flowers?"
The old man thought to himself, you're still asking what this is about, wasn't this all your doing?
Reluctantly, he could only say, "These flowers were prepared by Grandpa. I thought they looked nice, so I had the servants arrange them."
"Such leisure!"
Su Sheng nodded approvingly and then added, "It really is a coincidence. Zijun should like these flowers, right?"
Zijun had been watching this man, trying to detect a flaw, but she would be disappointed, there didn't seem to be anything unusual about him, as if he truly had nothing to do with this.
