"There are many. If I really had to choose one, it would be peony."
"Oh, why?" Mr. Mo's movements stagnated for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
"I like its low-key luxury." Gu Qianqian smiled, "It's not as graceful as the peony, and its national beauty and fragrance cannot be matched by flowers. It's also not as elegant and bright as the lotus, which can emerge from the mud without being stained, but it is simple and beautiful.
It blooms moderately, is beautiful but not enchanting, and the fallen flowers can be used as medicine, so it is quite useful."
"If you really want to find a reason, it's just that it's pleasing to the eye, and it doesn't matter if you like it or not. If you like it, you just like it."
Mr. Mo stared deeply at Gu Qianqian's delicate little face, as if he had heard such a sentence many years ago while standing deep in the flower garden.
[I just like peony, I just like it, why do I need so many reasons...]
"What about you, there are so many varieties of flowers grown here, which one do you like best?"
Perhaps because of previous contact with them, Gu Qianqian's understanding of flowers was not perfect, but she could at least speak a few words about them.
Even if Mr. Mo didn't chase her away, she didn't dare to leave. She stood aside and chatted with him.
As he was talking, Mr. Mo suddenly handed the scissors to Gu Qianqian, almost frightening her enough to turn her head and run away.
"How can you live so boldly if you are so timid?"
Mr. Mo said in a deep voice, thrust the scissors into Gu Qianqian's hand, and said, "After watching it for so long, you should learn it. I'll leave the rest to you to fix. Come to the study to find me after you've fixed it."
He turned around and walked towards the old-fashioned villa, without giving Gu Qianqian a chance to choose.
"I……"
Before the word "no" came out, Mr. Mo disappeared.
"What? If I ask someone for help, I won't have a better attitude. I'm scared to death."
With a low curse, Gu Qianqian glanced at the scissors in her hand, with a sad face, "I'm not a gardener, why do I have to come here to trim flowers?"
She complained, but when she thought that Mr. Mo asked her to report to the study after finishing her work, Gu Qianqian resignedly rolled up her sleeves and walked to the flower garden to start working.
Fortunately, Mr. Mo's flower garden is not big, and he has already taken care of it by himself. Gu Qianqian just helped to tidy up the remaining small areas, and then walked out of the flower garden with the cut flower branches.
Gu Qianqian's petite figure was busy in the flower garden, and she didn't notice that a burning gaze was looking at her from the second floor of the old-fashioned villa until she finished her work in the flower garden and turned around and walked towards the old-fashioned villa.
"Miss Gu, the master's study is on the second floor. The entrance to the stairs is over there. After going upstairs, turn left and it's the last room."
As soon as Gu Qianqian walked to the entrance of the old-fashioned villa, a man in black immediately appeared and gave her the direction concisely.
Gu Qianqian nodded, bypassed the man in black, and trotted towards Mr. Mo's study.
"Uncle Mo, the flower gardens have been taken care of. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."
Gu Qianqian stood in front of Mr. Mo, with her hands hanging on both sides of her body, her crystal eyes not daring to move, looking at him respectfully.
This look is like a middle school student meeting the academic director.
Mr. Mo sat in the sofa chair with his back to Gu Qianqian. After a long time, he said, "You can play the piano."
"..." Gu Qianqian.
Damn it, why did she think that Mr. Mo investigated her more carefully than Qi Mingye? There was no guessing when talking to him, every sentence was an affirmation, and she didn't dare to deny it.
