Holy City, Guan Chao Mansion.
In the luxurious living room, even the air seemed to be refined.
Mrs. Lu, with her exquisite makeup, was adorned with jewelry from head to toe, yet there wasn't a hint of vulgarity about her. Despite being in her fifties, she had maintained herself well, with time only adding to her charm.
In terms of looks, Lu Jinxuan inherited more of his mother's genes.
At this moment, Mrs. Lu was intently wearing gloves, trimming the flower branches in her hands.
'Snap' — she clipped off the unwanted branches with a cut.
Opposite her, Ji Qing slowly finished talking to her and watched her quietly.
Mrs. Lu put down the scissors, looked up at Ji Qing, a hint of an amused smile on her lips.
"What kind of plan is it? Let me see."
"Yes." Ji Qing quickly bent down, took the photocopy of Yu Sangwan's anniversary plan from her briefcase, and handed it to Mrs. Lu.
Mrs. Lu held it in her hands, her slender fingers exuding grace in every movement.
