After Jiang Yanting left, Jiang Jinsang naturally wouldn't do any so-called "serious business" with Tang Wan.
Tang Wan was bending over, fussing with the flowers by the bedside.
These were sent by a lady from Beijing a few days ago after the Peach Garden opera performance; the old lady often attended operas and was very close to her. This lady had even pruned the flowers herself, and she spent a long time instructing Tang Wan on how to change the water and maintain them so that even without roots, the flowers would stay fresh in the vase for a while.
But now... it had only been two days!
Why had they wilted?
Could it be that she had a toxic touch, killing whatever she tried to nurture?
"Stop fussing, you can't bring these flowers back to life," Jiang Jinsang glanced over at her.
