"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

"Okay, okay, great..." Shen Zhuang burst into tears with excitement. When his son Shen Zhiyuan died, he only had red eyes and never cried. But when he learned that Liu Zhimei was alive, he actually

I cried with excitement.

I'm afraid only true love can do this.

"Mr. Shen, there is actually one thing that I have not said." Luo Xing said slowly.

"What's the matter?"

"Mr. Shen, come with me." Luo Xing took Shen Zhuang to the blooming flower bed downstairs, pointed at the bunch of purple flowers and said, "Mr. Shen, do you like these purple flowers very much?"

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"Yes, it's called Chongzi. The conditions for its growth and flowering are very harsh. We are the only ones in Luojing who have the conditions to support them. Zhimei likes them very much. What's wrong?"

"The pollen of this flower is poisonous. Inhaling a small amount is not fatal or harmful, but if it is inhaled for a long time, it will be a big problem. Mrs. Liu's health is not good to begin with, and the problem of inhaling its pollen will be more serious, the father-in-law recalled "I wonder if not long after planting this flower, Mrs. Liu's health got worse and worse, and she was diagnosed with tuberculosis." Luo Xing said slowly.

"This..." How could a master like Shen Zhuang have such a bad memory? After recalling it for a moment, his expression immediately changed.

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