By the time Yu Lingqian stepped out, Mu Anran was the only person left in the flower garden.
He frowned, "Weren't you upstairs?"
Mu Anran let out a light sigh, walked up to him, and carefully wrapped her arms around his waist, "This flower garden was a birthday gift from my brother, and usually it's just my mother and I taking care of it, so I just came down to check on it."
Facing the little one's initiative, Yu Lingqian's eyes and eyebrows slightly relaxed, and his chiseled facial features softened a bit.
He reached out to support her chin, "Do you like it?"
Mu Anran pouted, she was so moved upstairs that she was about to cry, how could she not like it?
She nodded her head and said softly, "I like it."
Having said that, she realised something, "Young Master Yu, does that mean I can come and stay here often from now on?"
Yu Lingqian's eyes went cold, and he spoke indifferently, "No."
Ha, let her come and stay from time to time, while he kept to an empty house?
