Chu Zhiyi spent some time in the flower shop and, when she came out, she was holding a bouquet.
She then went to other places to buy gifts for the other elders of the Yan family.
Originally, Chu Zhiyi wasn't that nervous, after all, it was just meeting the elders, something she had done many times before and had her own way of dealing with.
As they drew nearer to the manor, Chu Zhiyi's grip on the flowers gradually tightened.
She would pinch her earlobes from time to time, trying to calm herself down.
"What kinds of flowers are in this bouquet?"
The man beside her suddenly spoke.
Chu Zhiyi turned to look at him briefly, then looked down at the bouquet and said, "There's peony, hyacinth, pink beans... some jade pendants too, I don't know many of them, just made a bouquet with what looked nice."
"Mother also likes flowers, and we have planted many in our garden at home."
Chu Zhiyi took this as Yan Jingting telling her about her mother-in-law's preferences.