"Let's go check out Aunt Ding's shop!" Lu Zechuan said, grabbing Xia Mian's hand as he turned and left the greenhouse.
Ding Lan ran a custom tailoring shop, which also served as a flower shop, and Ding Lan was usually there.
When Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian arrived at Ding Lan's shop, it was still open. Warm lights illuminated the entire shop, making it feel even more mysterious.
Lu Zechuan pushed open the shop door, striding in with long legs, and slowly walked inside.
Upon hearing the door chime, there was a slight noise from behind the flower rack.
Following the sound, Lu Zechuan saw Ding Lan, dressed in a plain robe.
Even though it was winter, Ding Lan still wore a qipao, her posture graceful, like a blooming lily.
"Ah Chuan, what brings you here?" Ding Lan held a watering can, smiling with poise.
"Aunt Ding, did you go to the Song Family just now?" Lu Zechuan fixed his eyes on Ding Lan, asking directly.
