Then he waved his hand and asked people to serve tea. Lao Yuan from before came in with hunched waist and held two cups of tea. The tea looked steaming hot. He placed them on the coffee table in front of Su Mo and Ali respectively.
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Manager Mo glanced at Lao Yuan, waved his hand to let him go down, and invited Su Mo and the two of them to have tea.
Su Mo glanced at the tea bowl calmly. It was made of azure celadon after rain and was worth a lot of money. She didn't move, but looked at Manager Mo, "We were on our way to visit Mr. Shen and passed by here. We've heard about this crape myrtle garden for a long time.
In the name of the flower, I just want to come in and take a look."
Just because Jia Si and the others wanted to lure her here, she must come and have a look.
However, Jia Si had no idea why the superiors wanted them to come here, so he just gave the order.
Su Mo guessed that maybe she wanted to set a trap here, or maybe she wanted to frame the Shen family?
If she had come in the first place, wouldn't the trap on the cliff have been set in vain?
Manager Mo smiled and said, "Normally our place is not open to the public, but since Miss Su is our master's distinguished guest and is friends with the Third Young Master, she will naturally not refuse."
He shouted again and ordered people to prepare food, then stood up and said to Su Mo: "Miss Su, please, I will accompany you two for a walk, and then I will give you a favor and have a meal, so that the old man will not know.
I blame the old slave for not entertaining the distinguished guests."
Su Mo was not polite, she just wanted to take a look.
They walked around the back of the hall and walked along a flower path. They were surrounded by lush flower trees, still large areas of red and purple, surrounded by single white or light yellow.
Su Mo took a look and asked, "Mo Guanshi, why is there only one light-colored flower tree?"
Mo Guanshi didn't even look at it, and said: "The person who designed this garden at that time said that my wife was so beautiful that she could be compared to a pear tree weighing more than a dozen begonias. But my wife liked crape myrtle, so I built this garden and filled it with colorful flowers to set off the beauty."
A touch of white. The old slave also listened to what those talented people said, how can I understand that?"
Su Mo asked curiously: "Madam?"
A flash of dodge flashed in Guanshi Mo's eyes, and then he said: "Well, it's our little lady. Ah, this is old history. I'm a talkative old man. I shouldn't talk about this. Miss, let's enjoy the flowers."
As far as Su Mo knew, Mr. Shen had three concubines besides his first wife, but he had never heard of such a young lady.
