Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon-Chapter 395 - 396 He Wants to Be a Man Who Pities and Cherishes Flowers

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Chapter 395: Chapter 396 He Wants to Be a Man Who Pities and Cherishes Flowers

Lin Banxia took out her phone and snapped photos of the pocket watch, along with the old black-and-white photograph inside, as well as the sapphire ring.

Lin Banxia uploaded the photos onto an online public forum.

She wrote an eloquent and heartfelt narrative seeking her relatives, then uploaded the images, hoping the all-knowing netizens might bring her some hope and responses.

Lin Banxia couldn’t think of any other solution for now; her only option was to start with an online search. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Of course, she could ask Yan Ting for help, but she was afraid the Huo Family patriarch would suspect she was deliberately entangling herself.

To avoid that risk, Lin Banxia decided to try this method first.

After uploading the photos online, she planned to head to the back garden to tend to the plants.

Just as she walked out of the main hall, she saw Aunt Lan hurrying over: "Banxia, there’s a gentleman outside looking for you."

Lin Banxia asked curiously, "What kind of gentleman?"

"Could it be that there’s already news?" she muttered to herself, but her steps were already heading toward the main door.

As she opened the door, expecting yet another entertainment journalist coming to ask her for interviews, she was surprised to find that the person standing there in the sunlight was none other than Leng Weichen.

"Banxia, long time no see!" Leng Weichen stood bathed in the sunlight, his whole demeanor radiating warmth, even his smile.

Lin Banxia felt a little dazed and asked curiously, "What brings you here?"

"I happened to pass by and thought I’d come to see you. May I come in? I’m really curious about the scenery inside," Leng Weichen asked with sincerity.

Lin Banxia was momentarily stunned.

"If we can’t be colleagues, can’t we even be friends?" Leng Weichen, noticing her silence, curved his lips into a faint, disappointed smile.

"Of course not. I’m not that petty. Come in and have a seat! I’ll make you some tea," Lin Banxia said, smiling softly.

Only then did Leng Weichen nod with a smile and followed her into the pear garden.

"It’s bigger than I imagined. Are the flowers and plants here cared for by someone else or by you? It’s really lovely," Leng Weichen asked casually as he admired the surroundings.

"I hired an auntie to help out, but I also do some of the work myself," Lin Banxia responded gently.

"Why not hire more people? Can you manage it all yourself?" Leng Weichen looked at her slender figure, feeling a pang of concern as he asked.

Lin Banxia shook her head. "I don’t really like having strangers in the house. Honestly, a lot of the plants here are just left to grow freely—I don’t insist on shaping them into any particular form."

Leng Weichen’s eyes reflected a hint of surprise; the flowers and grasses she spoke of seemed to mirror her own unrestrained demeanor.

"Unbound plants, growing as they will, tend to become even more beautiful," Leng Weichen remarked with heartfelt sincerity.

Lin Banxia blushed lightly and let out a soft laugh. "But some people prefer to shape them into fixed forms. They think letting them grow too freely disrupts order."

"If one cherishes the plants, they would naturally hope for the flowers to bloom even brighter," Leng Weichen’s voice suddenly turned tender and low.

Lin Banxia froze for a moment, feeling as if the conversation had somehow strayed into unfamiliar territory. She laughed awkwardly.

"Why don’t you sit outside on the chair for a bit? I’ll go make you a cup of tea," Lin Banxia said as she headed toward the living room.

Leng Weichen’s gaze lingered on the scenery within the pear garden, unexpectedly captivated by the poetic beauty of this place.

Growing up in such an environment, it was no wonder Lin Banxia carried with her an innate purity and lively charm.

His heart, unbidden, throbbed even more intensely.