After the breakup, the abstinent president got married and had three babies

Chapter 272 Use it first

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'll use them for now and prepare another one for my father-in-law and mother-in-law later."

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 by showing up empty-handed. But he didn't take it seriously and said, "I've already prepared something."

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 minute by minute, but after waiting for a long time, 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 cell phone and dialed a number. Not long after, there was a slight noise 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 any friendly expression on his face.

This is actually 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'm very sorry. It was my subordinates who were not careful enough that caused the flowers you carefully cultivated to be 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 noble and powerful man was able to come in person to apologize. This action 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 definitely not sell my works to you."

"The best I can do is not to pursue this matter any further." His words fully revealed his tough stance and attitude.

"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 these flowers you have. Perhaps there is still a chance that they can be saved and brought back to life."

Leng Zexi said this with a smile, and took the opportunity to tell Xia Ruoan's professional background in detail.

Hearing this, the man known as 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 enthusiasm, a hint of doubt appeared on Old Man Xiao's face.

Then, Old Man Xiao turned around, his gaze fixed on Xia Ruoan, and he asked curiously, "Little girl, were all the flowers in Old Man Xia's house carefully cultivated by you personally?"

Obviously, Xia Ruoan had not anticipated this problem in advance.

She was surprised for a moment, thinking to herself that this old man actually knew 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 auction!

After calming down for a moment, Xia Ruoan nodded slightly and replied softly, "Yes, it was done by this 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 in front of him was in a broken pot, and the new pot he was using now was a replacement that Mr. Xiao had temporarily found and asked someone else to take a look at.

"If you can truly revive this flower, I will gladly present you with a painting I personally drew 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 across Xia Ruoan's eyes.

"Thank you!" Xia Ruoan happily took the orchid pot from Mr. Xiao's hands, his eyes falling on the leaves that had turned slightly yellow.

But there was no trace 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 without mercy: "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 say this flower is hopeless. So don't even think about taking it home and trying to replace it with something else!"

However, Xia Ruoan was not discouraged by these words. She raised her head, looked at Mr. Xiao with a determined face, and responded seriously: "Mr. Xiao, don't worry, you don't need 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 personally visit and take care of it every day until it recovers!"

Hearing this, Mr. Xiao couldn't help but look at her suspiciously and questioned, "Can you really cure it?"

"You know, the people I'm looking for are all experts in flowers!"

Facing Mr. Xiao's question, Xia Ruoan nodded without hesitation and replied confidently, "Of course! Mr. Xiao, please believe in my ability."

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, Xia Ruoan 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 previously taken her children to plant flowers, and unexpectedly, by accident, she successfully cultivated several rare varieties of orchids.

"No, I just want this one. It's the one my wife left for me!" Old Xiao said slowly, his words full of 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 promised Mr. Xiao sincerely.

She took a closer look at the flower and quickly discovered the problem lay 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 and 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 Ruoan waved his hand without looking up and continued with his movements. "You should go chat with Mr. Xiao or something. You squat here and 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, and then walked over to sit next to Mr. Xiao.

After the two chatted for a while, Mr. Xiao suddenly asked, "Leng family boy, 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 and thought to himself: This is definitely not as simple as just having a superficial understanding of tea art!

You know, in today's era, 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 a 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. He watched the tea about to overflow from the cup without noticing.

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 waking from a dream. He quickly stopped what he was doing and looked at Mr. Xiao with a little apology.

"Sorry, the tea is overfilled. 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.