Zhuo Feng listened, and then moved the pot of Begonia over to take a look. She also exclaimed a few times, puzzled at first, but then suddenly became overjoyed, "I told you, I really have a talent for this. Even the Begonia that I randomly tended to before looks so vibrant. Let's just move it over there."
The Begonia, standing about ten centimeters tall, was full of yellowish pubescent axillary buds, from each of which several plump flower buds protruded.
In the early spring, when warmth suddenly turns to chill, it captures peoples' affections at first glance.
Zhuo Feng's worries were temporarily solved, but Xiao Xian's troubles were just beginning.
From the first day of school, from class time to self-study in the evening, Xiao Xian was completely surrounded by various gossips and whispers. The most annoying part was that those rumors were all about her.
