Leng Jiuchen had many urgent matters to attend to when he left the presidential palace, but when he thought of Xiang Qiuci in the villa, he was a little worried, so he thought of coming back to see her.
After he came back, he heard from the butler that she had come to the garden. When he walked over, he suddenly froze on the spot.
The figure in the Sea of flowers made him a little dazed.
It made him a little confused as to whether it was he xi or not.
He just stood there, looking at Xiang Qiuci who was smiling gently at the Chrysanthemum from the bottom of her heart. He could not help but think of two words: a person is more beautiful than a flower.
Maybe it was because Leng Jiuchen’s aura was too strong, or maybe it was because his eyes were too hot, Xiang Qiuci could not help but look at him.
When she saw Leng Jiuchen standing at the entrance of the garden, she was slightly shocked and immediately stood up from the Sea of flowers.
She did not know when he came.
