She took light steps and walked slowly towards the door.

As soon as you enter the door, a flower stand filled with exotic flowers and plants appears before your eyes.

Han Baoqin walked forward, took the flowers she brought from the maid, and walked upwards step by step, wanting to place her flowers in the most conspicuous position.

As she walked, her waist swayed and the hem of her skirt swayed in a very seductive way.

Whether from the side or the back, her every move is full of enchanting charm, attracting everyone's attention to follow her movements involuntarily.

Sensing the intense gaze falling on her, Han Baoqin curled her lips.

From the moment she stretched out her hand from the carriage, all these steps were designed by her in advance and would definitely attract attention and become the focus of the whole audience.

When she bent down to put the flowerpot down, a gust of wind blew from somewhere and blew up her veil, revealing most of her face.

She had spent several hours carefully dressing up before coming here, and she didn't believe that this time she wouldn't be able to achieve the effect of a stunning beauty!

Sure enough, there were bursts of exclamations from below.

However, when she turned around, she found that things were very different from what she thought.

The reason why everyone exclaimed was not because of her beauty, but because of——

That little beggar who broke in! The purpose of the Flower Club was to exchange flowers and plants and to share what they have. To put it bluntly, it is a gathering among a group of flower lovers. Anyone who loves and cherishes flowers can come to participate, and there is no restriction on the origin of the participants.

But later on, most of the participants were rich ladies, wealthy businessmen, and sons of aristocratic families, who considered themselves to be from the upper class, and it became a gathering of the rich.

Gradually, the civilians were excluded.

So when you look around, you can see that everyone in the garden is wearing gorgeous clothes and has pearls and jade on their heads.

Not to mention common people, even people of average wealth wouldn't dare to come, for fear of being laughed at and ridiculed.

At this moment, a beggar came to the garden. How could it not be surprising? The little beggar was dressed in rags, and wherever he went, everyone avoided him.

The ladies covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs or round fans, as if they were afraid of smelling the sour odor coming from his body.

Because of the little beggar's performance, Han Baoqin's carefully designed play could be said to be performed for the blind.

She stood on the steps of the high platform, staring down at the little beggar, her eyes like poisoned steel needles.

This damn little beggar had disrupted all her plans! Facing the disgusting, contemptuous, and disdainful looks of the crowd, the little beggar was at a loss as to what to do. He lowered his head, holding the pottery jar and flower pot in his hand, and walked towards the corner.

He picked up the pottery jar, which was missing a piece, but fortunately the bottom was still there and could hold the soil, so it was no problem growing flowers there.

He dug these flowers from the mountains and was originally planning to sell them to flower shops. However, the shop owners either didn't let him in because he was a beggar, or they tried to lower the price and only offered a few cents.

That little money couldn't even buy medicine, let alone cure grandpa's illness.

That's why he came to Qunfang Garden today to try his luck.

Although those people looked down on him, at least they didn't drive him away.

Besides, the people here are either rich or noble. If they like his flowers, they will definitely offer a high price, right?

With such expectation, the little beggar squatted in the corner, observing the people in the garden and making judgments in his heart.

As a beggar, I don't have any other skills, but I still have some ability to judge people.

He could easily tell who was kind-hearted and who was difficult to approach.

Han Baoqin came down the stairs, ready to perform another "breeze blowing up the curtains" scene, but before she could do it, there was suddenly a commotion at the door again.

I saw a group of seven people walking towards this side.

The leader was a woman with half of her face disfigured, but she didn't look ugly at all. Instead, she had an indescribable charm.

She was holding a cute little chubby baby in her hand. Her appearance won the hearts of most people present as soon as she appeared.

Next to the woman stood a girl wearing a veil, with only her snow-white forehead and a pair of eyes like the clear spring sky exposed. A slight glance from those eyes was enough to captivate people and stun many men.

The two pairs of men and women following behind him, although their looks were not particularly outstanding, were at least handsome and decent, and they looked energetic and full of vigor, which made people feel good about them at first sight.

The people in this group include Shen Yizi and his companions.

Han Baoqin felt angry as she looked at the group of people who had completely stolen her limelight.

Especially that masked woman, who was playing the same trick as herself.

The most infuriating thing was that she could clearly feel that everyone favored that woman more, and they could hardly take their eyes off her.

Even Zhao Mengyu beside him was no exception! Humph, what's so great about that! Isn't it just that her breasts are bigger than mine and her waist is thinner?

These superficial men! Han Baoluo looked around and was worried that Han Baoqin hadn't come. Unexpectedly, she was standing under the high platform in front of her, and the look in her eyes... was obviously envy and jealousy!

Hahaha, what could be more satisfying than having the person you once envied and hated envy you in return? Han Baoluo felt as if she had drunk a glass of iced sour plum soup, feeling refreshed all over!

If it weren't for the fact that this happened in public, she really wanted to hug Sister Zhizhi and kiss her hard.

If it weren't for her, how could I have changed now? How could I see Han Baoqin's angry eyes? Shen Yizhi leaned close to Han Baoluo's ear and said, "Your enemy is just ahead. Go ahead, beautiful girl who has successfully transformed!"

Han Baoluo's eyebrows curved, and her face under the veil was full of smiles.

"Sister Zhizhi, just wait and see. I won't let you down."

Han Baoluo clenched her hands into fists under her sleeves and walked slowly towards Han Baoqin.

One of them is wearing a veil, the other is covering her face with a veil, but both of them are beauties. At this moment, one of them is walking towards the other. Are they going to start a fight between the beauties?

Everyone became excited and gathered around to watch.

Although Han Baoqin was puzzled by Han Baoluo's approach, she was unwilling to weaken her momentum and stood still.

Unexpectedly, the visitor simply said: "Miss, please move aside, you are blocking my way."

As soon as these words were spoken, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Han Baoqin's face flushed under her veil. She felt like she was facing a great enemy here, but she didn't know that people didn't take her seriously at all! She couldn't help but glance at the person who laughed out loud. Because of the light veil, she could only see that he was a tall and graceful young man wearing a green gauze brocade robe.

Han Baoqin moved aside, and Han Baoluo walked past her and stepped onto the stairs holding the flower pot.

At the moment when the two people passed each other, Han Baoqin suddenly felt an itch on her face, as if she was bitten by a bug.

She didn't care and reached out to scratch it.