Su Ruanruan returned to the Bao Mansion.
Old Zhao was holding that pot of green plum, beaming with joy.
It was late at night, yet Gui Zhi was repeatedly admiring it with her reading glasses on.
She couldn't stop praising, "It's of excellent character!"
She also said, "It needs a good spot to be displayed properly."
Su Ruanruan, however, said: "Just place it in your room then, you'll be happy to see it day and night."
Gui Zhi hastened to say, "Such a precious thing!"
Su Ruanruan wouldn't let her decline.
She countered: "Aunt Gui is the best at tending to plants, if you won't take the trouble, who will?"
Gui Zhi accepted.
She brought it back to the bedroom to admire, unable to let go.
Su Ruanruan went to soothe the little beauty into sleep before returning to the master bedroom.
She was tired from a busy day.
Leaning on the couch, half-asleep, she suddenly felt a tickle on her nose.
She slightly opened her eyes.
Bao Jingyan had returned, bending over to tease her.
