Chapter 952 - He’s Not Angry? (2/2)

Their vehicle finally arrived at the Rose Garden. There were armed soldiers outside the garden walls guarding the place. After they got out of the car, Qi Fang showed them the doc.u.ments issued by the President before the guards granted them entry.

They entered the Rose Garden on foot. Lush, blooming rose shrubs grew on both sides of the path, the red ones warm as fire, the white ones pure and n.o.ble. The roses also grew in all kind of colors.

In the past, Xu Xiyan had heard that the scenery in the Rose Garden during the blooming season was particularly beautiful. Now that she had seen it with her own eyes, she realized that it was so incredibly beautiful; it was simply too much to take in.

Looking at the vast garden, she felt as though she had come to Provence to see the lavender fields; it was just as magnificent.

“Mommy! There’re sooo many flowers!” Ying Bao cried out happily.

“The flowers here are so beautiful!”

The Rose Garden was so beautiful that everyone could not help but exclaim in awe.

“I’ve never seen a flower of this color. Can I pick one?”

Ni Xuelin especially liked the purple roses.

“Go ahead! I feel like picking one too!”

Now that the Rose Garden belonged to Xu Xiyan, she didn’t mind other people picking the flowers here. There were too many flowers here anyway. Even if no one picked them, they would naturally wither and fall after the blooming season.

When Ni Xuelin touched the stalk of the flower, she was p.r.i.c.ked by its thorn. She winced and retracted her hand in pain.

Beside her, Qi Fang saw that she had been p.r.i.c.ked by a thorn. He reached out to pick the rose and handed it to her. “There’re many thorns on the rose. Be careful.”

“Thank you.”

Ni Xuelin took the flower from him, stealing a glance at him. She felt her cheeks growing hotter.

Huo Yunshen saw his wife reaching out to pick a rose too. Since Ni Xuelin had been p.r.i.c.ked by a thorn, he pulled Xu Xiyan back in time and picked the rose himself. He handed it over to her and said, “A flower for a beautiful person like you. However, I think the flower looks average. It’s not as beautiful as you.”

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