That was a pot of very beautiful orchids. After the end of the Heavenly Voice Music Festival, Qin Zifeng carefully gave it to her and even gave her handwritten detailed instructions on how to cultivate it. He told very solemnly, "This is a treasure among cymbidium tortisepalums. You must take care of it well."
Muddle-headed, Xia Ling accepted it.
Looking at her clueless face, Qin Zifeng was frightened and scared as he feared that this treasure would be ruined by her. However, as a gentleman, he couldn't go back on his word, and it was too late to regret his decision. He could only cry in his heart. After repeatedly giving her instructions, he finally reluctantly left.
Xia Ling placed the orchids in the living room. It was a quiet space, and the elegant orchids were like butterfly wings. The white flowers were fragrant and truly looked very delicate.
She held her head in her hand as she stared at the orchids.
