Yang Xiaolan suddenly remembered. "We don't want those expensive tonics of his. But there was a basin of agarwood that was raised in a glass bottle. It shattered the moment it fell. Yang Xiaoqing stomped on it in anger before leaving. Dad loved flowers and couldn't bear to see that the agarwood flower was ruined. He ordered me to pick it up and raise it slowly."
Gu Qiqi frowned. "What kind of agarwood flower?"
Yang Xiaolan said, "It's fragrant. The leaves are quite big and quite good-looking. I raised such flowers in the past too… I have a photo on my phone. Look!"
Yang Xiaolan flipped open her phone. There was a photo that she had taken for Iron Fist Yang a few days ago.
That day, they had just found out that the court had made a case for Yang Xiaoqing's infringement. They were very happy. While the weather was good and there was sunlight, Yang Xiaolan took a photo of Iron Fist Yang by the window.
