She is, Bai Zhengxiang is the same.
Bai Fengmao took Bai Sixian for a tour of the entire estate, especially the floral gardens at the back of the estate, speaking of them with much pride.
"How about it? Is Dad's flower growing skills worse than your husband's?"
"Chengji can't compare to Dad! Haha!"
Bai Sixian laughed.
"It's getting cold now, but come next spring, when you see it again, it's stunning!"
"I remember you said, Mom loved flowers the most when she was alive. She must be very happy."
Bai Sixian said.
Bai Fengmao nodded.
On the other side, Su Xiaomeng was supporting her grandfather's other hand, listening eagerly to him talk about many things related to the estate.
Bai Sixian was also listening intently, and before they knew it, over an hour had passed.
They returned to the living room, ready to eat.
Su Xiaomeng brought out the bowls and chopsticks, Bai Sixian looked at Su Xiaomeng and felt something was off.
"You... still not going back to the Yin Family?"
