Watching the Art Exhibition

Even though Xi Wan's tone seemed to deliberately ignore Xi Ze's words, for some reason, Xi Ze could not get angry.

In his memory of his mother, she also liked to grow flowers and had a beautiful garden. However, ever since Wang Rui married into the family, the flowerbed had been changed beyond recognition.

"Let's talk when we have time." Xi Ze suddenly started to speak incoherently. "I still have to go to work and do my internship."

"Okay." Xi Wan only responded softly.

The art exhibition started at 3 pm sharp.

Lu Zhou was wearing a fresh and elegant floral dress and she looked youthful.