Wen Meimei had no desire to sleep, so she tidied up her clothes, sat up, and tiptoed to the balcony.
It was the season of blooming flowers in May, and a lot of flowers had opened up in the back garden. She inadvertently noticed that some flowers had changed, and the white flower she had asked Qiao, the King of Hell about before, was gone.
Wait a second, many of the flowers were not the same as before, and there were even a few unfamiliar fruit trees planted in the garden!
When did Qiao, the King of Hell, change his taste?
Although these flowers were not expensive varieties, they were planted with great care, without any vulgar flashiness of profuse colors, but with a sense of purity like that of a young lady from a modest family.
Haha... It's strange to describe the garden as like a young lady from a modest family, but that was exactly the feeling she had.
It was as if these flowers were planted especially for her?
