Yin Hun the Nineteenth picked up his coat and hurried out, while Tang Qingxue watched his back, feeling an inexplicable softness in her heart.
Was he just passing by? Or did he come here deliberately?
Shortly after Yin Hun left, Tang Qingxue returned to her room and slept for a while. In a daze, she sensed some unusual sounds and got up to take a look.
Upon noticing the backyard, she suddenly saw many human silhouettes; at a glance, there were over a dozen people. They were dressed in identical clothes, busy planting these jasmine flowers with tools in hand.
Over a hundred pots of jasmine flowers had almost been planted.
Tang Qingxue hurriedly ran out and waved her hands, "Hey, everyone, I'm really sorry, but did you get it wrong? I didn't hire you to plant these flowers."
It's crucial to know that labor fees for planting these flowers aren't a small sum.
