"I'll go first." Sherry looked up and spoke to him, then walked over to Beinean.

"Miss Shen, this is for you." Beinean picked up a vase. The flowers in it were cut by her just now. Looking at the meticulous carving of China, Sherry said, "It's beautiful. Thank you, Mrs. Shen."

"Can't you arrange flowers?" Beinean asked her.

Sherry shook his head. "No."

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