Xia Nuan roamed in flowers, was relaxed and happy. She turned to look at Ye Sichen, and asked curiously, “How can there be a flower house? Does anyone here specialize in growing flowers? Why didn’t we see the owner?”

Ye Sichen smiled warmly and hugged Xia Nuan in his arms, “You are the owner.”

“What? You are kidding me.” Xia Nuan looked incredulously.

How could she be the master here? This place must belong to someone else, or these ...