Chapter 272
Leng Zexi smiled and replied, "These were originally intended to be given to your parents, but since you came to visit Mr. Xiao today, I will use them for the time being, and then prepare another one for my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
However, he did not hand the gift to Xia Ruoan, and the two continued to walk upstairs side by side.
No wonder she had specifically asked him to buy something on the way, so as not to appear impolite with empty hands, but he didn't care and said, "I've prepared it."
However, at this moment, even Xia Ruoan had to admit that he had actually made plans and arrangements in terms of human relationships.
Leng Zexi walked forward and gently knocked on the closed door.
Time passed by minute by minute, but after waiting for a long time, still no one came to answer the door.
Xia Ruoan thought, is there no one in the room at all?
At this moment, Leng Zexi took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Not long after, a slight noise was heard and the door finally opened slowly.
But when the door was fully opened, the person standing at the door to greet them did not show the slightest friendly expression on his face.
This is somewhat expected.
After all, this visit was due to some unpleasant incidents that happened before.
Leng Zexi bent down slightly and apologized to the other party in a sincere tone: "I am very sorry. It was because my subordinates were not careful enough that the flowers you carefully cultivated were damaged."
"I would like to express my apologies here, Mr. Xiao. As long as you can calm down, please feel free to ask."
Hearing this, Mr. Xiao, who had originally had a stern face, couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
You know, as a member of their circle, who wouldn't try their best to flatter and curry favor with the Leng family when meeting them?
But now, this distinguished and powerful person was actually able to come in person to apologize. This move really made Old Xiao look at him differently.
Although he was touched, Mr. Xiao remained firm: "You don't need to explain anything more. I have decided not to paint for you anymore, and I will never sell my works to you."
"The best I can do is not to pursue this matter any further." His tough stance and attitude were fully revealed in his words.
"It all depends on your personal wishes. After all, everyone has the right and freedom to choose!"
“I came here with my wife for two main purposes.”
"First, of course, I want to express my sincere apologies to you. Second, I want to see the flowers you have here. Maybe they can be saved and have new life."
Leng Zexi said with a smile, and took the opportunity to tell Xia Ruoan's professional background in detail.
Hearing this, the man called Old Xiao was slightly stunned, and a name instantly popped up in his mind: "Xia Ruoan... Could she be Xia Wenxuan's granddaughter?"
Recalling the scene when Old Man Xia had praised the rare flowers he owned in front of him with great joy, a hint of doubt appeared on Old Man Xiao's face.
Then, Old Man Xiao turned around and looked directly at Xia Ruo'an, asking curiously, "Little girl, are all the flowers in Old Man Xia's house carefully cultivated by you?"
Obviously, Xia Ruoan had not anticipated this problem.
She was surprised for a moment, thinking to herself that this old man actually knew all this, and even knew about the flowers that she had once cultivated with her own hands.
You know, those flowers were purchased by grandpa through auctions!
After calming down for a while, Xia Ruo'an nodded slightly and replied softly: "Yes, it was done by the junior."
After receiving a positive answer, Mr. Xiao, who was originally unsure, suddenly seemed to see a ray of hope, and hurriedly and carefully held his beloved flowers in front of Xia Ruoan.
The flower pot in front of him was already broken into pieces, and the new one he was using was a replacement that Mr. Xiao had temporarily found and asked someone else to take a look at.
"If you can successfully save this flower, then I will be willing to give you a painting I drew myself as a thank you gift!"
Mr. Xiao looked at Xia Ruoan expectantly and said slowly.
Hearing this, a hint of surprise that was hard to conceal flashed in Xia Ruoan's eyes.
"Thank you!" Xia Ruoan happily took the orchid from Mr. Xiao's hands, his eyes falling on the leaves that had turned slightly yellow.
But there was no sign of frustration on his face. Instead, he murmured softly, "Well... Fortunately, there should still be hope."
Seeing this, Mr. Xiao, who was standing by, poured cold water on her mercilessly: "Little girl, don't be too happy too soon!"
"I've already asked someone to take a look at it. They're experts, and they all said that this flower is hopeless. So don't even think about taking it home and trying to do something stupid with it!"
However, Xia Ruo'an was not discouraged by these words. She raised her head and looked at Mr. Xiao with a firm face, and responded seriously: "Mr. Xiao, don't worry, you don't have to take this pot of flowers back to my house. I will take good care of it here."
"In the days to come, I will visit it in person every day and take care of it until it recovers!"
Hearing this, Mr. Xiao couldn't help but look at her suspiciously and questioned, "Can you really take care of it?"
"You know, the people I'm looking for are all experts who know a lot about flowers!"
Facing Mr. Xiao's question, Xia Ruoan nodded without hesitation and answered confidently: "Of course! Mr. Xiao, please believe in my ability."
Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, Xia Ruo'an added: "By the way, Mr. Xiao, I actually have an orchid at home that is more beautiful and more precious than the one you have."
"If you are willing to forgive my mistakes, I can give them to you as a gift of apology!"
She had planted flowers with her children before, and unexpectedly, by accident, she successfully cultivated several rare varieties of orchids.
"No, I just want this one. It's what my wife left for me!" Old Xiao said slowly, his words filled with deep nostalgia.
He gently stroked the leaves of the flower, as if he could see through them the good times he had spent with his wife in the past.
Xia Ruoan stood aside and listened quietly, feeling touched and surprised.
She had never imagined that this seemingly ordinary flower actually carried such deep emotional memories. No wonder Mr. Xiao was so angry at the time.
"I will take good care of this flower, please rest assured!" Xia Ruoan assured Mr. Xiao sincerely.
She took a closer look at the flower and quickly discovered that the problem was with the roots.
I saw that some of the roots had dried up, while others were tangled together, affecting the absorption of nutrients.
Fortunately, in order to take good care of this flower, Mr. Xiao prepared everything that might be needed.
Leng Zexi nodded and told Mr. Xiao about Xia Ruoan's identity.
After learning that Xia Ruoan had professional knowledge in flower care, Mr. Xiao finally felt relieved.
"Do you need my help with anything?" Leng Zexi saw Xia Ruoan squatting on the ground carefully fiddling with the soil in the flowerpot, so he walked over and asked with concern, and squatted down as well.
"No, I can handle it myself." Xia Ruo'an waved his hand without raising his head and continued with his hand movements, "You should go and chat with Mr. Xiao or something, you squat here to block my light."
Leng Zexi was a little amused when he heard this. He didn't expect that he would be rejected even though he wanted to help out of kindness.
He stood up helplessly, brushed the dust off his trouser legs, then walked over to sit next to Mr. Xiao.
After the two chatted for a while, Mr. Xiao suddenly asked, "Boy from the Leng family, can you make tea?"
Leng Zexi smiled and nodded, and replied: "I know a little bit."
"The tea you brought is good! Let me brew it and try it." Old Xiao said with a smile and raised his chin slightly towards the tea table.
After hearing this, Leng Zexi nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then walked to the tea table.
Leng Zexi sat down gracefully and began to prepare tea.
He first rinsed the tea set carefully with hot water. Every move he made seemed so skillful and natural, like flowing water.
Old Xiao stood aside and quietly observed his movements. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking to himself: This is definitely not as simple as just having a superficial knowledge of tea art!
You know, in this day and age, there are fewer and fewer people who understand the true art of tea.
What most young people pursue are often those sweet and delicious milk tea and various colorful drinks.
Just as Leng Zexi was concentrating on preparing to pour tea, he happened to see Xia Ruoan, who was sitting not far away, looking up at this side.
A smile as bright as a flower bloomed on her face. That smile seemed to have some magical power that made people want to laugh along with her.
Leng Zexi was so absorbed in watching for a moment that he even forgot to control the amount of water while pouring tea in his hand. He watched the tea about to overflow from the cup without noticing it.
At this moment, Mr. Xiao, who had been paying attention to the two of them, noticed Leng Zexi's loss of composure.
He shook his head helplessly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he deliberately coughed heavily twice as a reminder.
Hearing Mr. Xiao's cough, Leng Zexi came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream. He quickly stopped what he was doing and looked at Mr. Xiao with a little apology.
"Sorry, the tea is full. I'll pour it again for you." Leng Zexi apologized and took the rinsed teacup beside him and poured it again.
"Mr. Xiao, please enjoy it." Leng Zexi placed the tea in front of him.
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