บท 128: Aren’t You Full From the Amount of Words You’ve Eaten? (3)

"I'm not sure what you wanted to know about me." Feng Tianyi started, pulling Tang Moyu's attention away from the stunning weeping cherry tree. It took him and the gardener some time to prune it and treat it from its infestation to reach its current state. 

"I was an only child. Just like you, I was born because my father needed an heir. My parents were together because of an arranged marriage and not because they loved each other." He slowly reached out to hold the end of a branch of the weeping cherry tree that reached his level.

Tang Moyu noticed that he had this guarded look on his face, something she rarely sees on him.