Chapter 273
As for the full cup of tea, Leng Zexi elegantly picked up the cup and drank it himself.
On the other side, Xia Ruoan carefully replanted the flowers that had been properly processed into the pots, like precious treasures.
At this moment, Zhao Han also sent a message, confirming that the real reason for the flowers withering was exactly as Xia Ruoan had judged before.
Afterwards, Xia Ruoan quickly told Mr. Xiao in detail about the situation and his subsequent treatment plan for the orchids, and promised him that he would come personally to take care of the flowers in the next few days.
Make sure they can recover and thrive until there are no more problems.
When Mr. Xiao heard that it would take at least a week to see obvious results, a trace of worry appeared on his face.
But there is no other way at this moment, I can only give it a try and treat it as a last resort.
However, when he saw Xia Ruoan's confident and determined expression, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart, and he finally decided to choose to believe Xia Ruoan in front of him.
In order to reassure Mr. Xiao, Xia Ruoan even made a video call on his mobile phone and asked his teacher to help with the review.
Through the video, she carefully introduced the current situation of the orchid to the teacher, elaborated in detail on the specific treatment methods she had taken, and the key arrangements for various care work such as watering, fertilizing, and lighting in the next few days.
After some communication and discussion, the teacher gave full affirmation.
After getting the approval of Mr. Wen, Mr. Xiao's attitude towards Xia Ruoan and Leng Zexi instantly became amiable. His originally tense face gradually relaxed and was filled with a satisfied smile.
At the same time, Leng Zexi, who had been watching everything silently, smiled and handed the tea in his hand to Xia Ruoan: "Try the tea I brewed. The temperature should be just right now."
Xia Ruoan looked over and gently took the teacup. After carefully examining it for a moment, he asked curiously, "How does it taste? Is it delicious?"
Leng Zexi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He looked at the other person tenderly and said softly, "I brewed this myself. How about giving me a taste?"
"Although it's not as delicious as the milk tea you want." Seeing this, Leng Zexi had to tell her honestly.
At this moment, Leng Zexi seemed to have suddenly thought of something and said quickly, "Forget it, I'll drink it myself."
After all, he really couldn't bear to let the person in front of him taste this slightly bitter tea.
Although there would be a lingering sweetness in the mouth after drinking it, he just didn't want her to endure the discomfort caused by such a little bit of sweetness.
She doesn't like drinking tea anyway, so forget it.
Looking at his cautious appearance, Xia Ruoan couldn't help but reach out to take the teacup.
Unexpectedly, Leng Zexi moved extremely quickly. He raised the cup to his mouth in one go and drank it all in one gulp.
"Didn't you say you would give it to me? Why did you drink it all yourself?" Xia Ruoan widened his eyes and looked at him helplessly, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a faint helpless smile.
Leng Zexi put down the empty cup, then smiled and comforted him: "When we get home, I'll make you some milk tea myself, okay? If you don't want to drink this tea, then don't drink it."
As he spoke, he reached out and ruffled Xia Ruoan's hair lovingly.
When the two were about to say goodbye to Mr. Xiao and leave, the door opened and a middle-aged man came in.
It turned out that this person was none other than Mr. Xiao's eldest son. He was holding an insulated box in his hand and it seemed that he had come specifically to deliver food.
When Leng Zexi saw the person coming, he went up to him and exchanged a few words with him.
After the chat, he said goodbye to Mr. Xiao and prepared to take Xia Ruoan home.
Leng Zexi glanced back inadvertently and saw Mr. Xiao staring at the tea table intently.
He followed the old man's gaze and discovered that Xia Ruoan had poured himself a cup of tea at some point and was hesitating whether to drink it.
Seeing this scene, Leng Zexi couldn't help but reveal a doting smile.
At this time, Mr. Xiao also noticed the change in Leng Zexi's expression. He turned his head to look at Leng Zexi and nodded with satisfaction.
She looked at him and said slowly, "That girl is great. You are so lucky to have such a good girl by your side! You must cherish her and treat her well in the future!"
After hearing this, Leng Zexi nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, I will definitely do it!"
That was the person he had always thought about and missed! And now, this person had not only become a part of his life, but also married him.
How could he not treat such an important person well? As for Xia Ruo'an, he never thought that he had been good enough to her. In his heart, he always thought about how to treat her better, at least to give a little more every day than the day before.
Because in his opinion, yesterday has become a thing of the past, tomorrow is full of variables and difficult to predict, and only the present is the most precious.
As long as she smiled, he was filled with joy, and if she was happy, he would feel doubly happy.
Before he met Xia Ruoan, he had no idea that when he saw his loved one smile, the joy in his heart would become even stronger.
Now, he truly experienced this wonderful feeling.
At this moment, Mr. Xiao nodded slightly to his son, indicating that he should go to his room to retrieve a painting.
"Take this painting back." Old Xiao looked at Leng Zexi kindly and said slowly, "This is what I promised to give you before."
Hearing this, Leng Zexi couldn't help but look surprised. He looked at Old Xiao in confusion and asked, "Didn't we agree to wait until you take good care of the orchid before deciding whether to give me the painting?"
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
In fact, before this, he had already prepared for the worst - this cooperation might not be achieved. After all, there were only three days left before the day they agreed to deliver the painting, and it would be too late to complete it anyway.
Old Xiao smiled slightly and then explained, "Old Xia's granddaughter and grandson-in-law came to visit in person. It is reasonable for me to give him some face."
"Otherwise, when he comes back, he will definitely come to me to hold me accountable." After saying this, Old Man Xiao said helplessly.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao. I will arrange for someone to transfer the balance to your bank card immediately." Leng Zexi said gratefully.
His eyes were sincere and eager, as if those words were not just simple thanks, but also a deep respect.
"If you want to thank someone, thank your wife. If she hadn't come here in person and taken care of the orchid matter for me, I would never have painted for you so easily." Old Xiao smiled and waved his hand, his tone friendly.
Leng Zexi nodded to express his gratitude.
Xia Ruoan, who was standing by, saw the exquisite painting in Leng Zexi's hands and a happy smile blossomed on her face, as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao! Please rest assured that I will take good care of your orchid and cherish it like a treasure."
"If you encounter any problems in growing flowers in the future, I will deal with them as soon as possible, and I will be available at any time!" Xia Ruoan said happily.
Being able to help Leng Zexi in this matter made her feel extremely proud and satisfied, and this joy was beyond words.
After hearing what Xia Ruo'an said, Old Xiao couldn't help but smile with relief and nodded with satisfaction: "Good boy, stop calling me 'Old Xiao'. Your grandfather and I have been friends for many years. You can just call me 'Grandpa Xiao'."
"Okay, Grandpa Xiao!" Xia Ruoan responded obediently. She didn't expect that she would actually benefit from her grandfather this time.
After they left, Mr. Xiao's son walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and exclaimed: "Dad, your tea-making skills are getting better and better!"
"It wasn't me who made the tea, it was Leng Zexi." Old Xiao quickly shook his head and denied it.
Hearing this, Xiao Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at his father with a smile: "So that's how it is, Dad."
"But seriously, you wouldn't change your attitude just because of a painting Uncle Xia gave you, right?"
"You know, even if Uncle Xia was standing in front of you, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so honored to make such an exception for you!"
"Besides, how could you possibly give Miss Xia enough respect just because she is Uncle Xia's granddaughter? This is not like your usual style at all."
Mr. Xiao did not respond directly to his son's words. Instead, he slowly stood up and walked to the balcony, his eyes falling on a pot of orchids.
I saw that the soil in the flowerpot that had just been replaced was neatly arranged, and the soil that was originally scattered on the ground was also cleaned up.
"Actually…she reminds me of your mother."
Old Xiao stared at the orchid pot and said softly, "Your mother was just like her back then. She cherished and was obsessed with these flowers."
"Seeing Joan's attentive and gentle expression as he takes care of these flowers reminds me of the good times I spent with your mother."
"They have a good relationship as husband and wife, which makes people envious."
After saying this, Mr. Xiao turned around and looked at his son, a hint of emotion and nostalgia in his eyes.
Xiao Ming was slightly stunned after hearing this. He had never expected that his father would give such an answer.
In the next few days, Xia Ruoan still came to visit on time every morning, and took care of the rest of the flowers in Xiao's house.
This went on for a whole week, and I was surprised to find that the flowers that had been a little wilted were suddenly regaining their vitality.
In particular, the newly grown leaves no longer show the previous signs of gradually turning yellow.
In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the thin clouds and falls on the balcony.
The breeze gently blows the delicate flowers, bringing bursts of fresh fragrance.
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