After the blind date, she became a top rich family

Ji Shunuan stood in front of the gate, looking at the front yard. A huge peach tree stood there, with peach blossoms blooming on the branches. The petals dripping with dew were shining with a different kind of light under the moonlight.

"What is this?" Ji Shunuan was shocked.

The beauty of the peach tree before my eyes is even better than the sacred tree in TV dramas.

She had never seen a peach tree so tall and with such beautiful flowers.

This tree seems to not belong to this world. It is constantly blooming with its own life. When the breeze blows, the peach blossoms on the branches sway gently and fall to the ground.

The ground was already covered with a thick layer of petals. When the breeze blew, the petals were rolled up in the air, gently swaying in a beautiful arc, as if they were dancing.

After a while, the wind stopped, and the petals fell gently, lying silently on the ground.

"My grandfather planted it for my grandmother about sixty years ago." Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.

He walked inside with big strides, and Ji Shunuan quickly followed his pace.

Standing in the huge courtyard, smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms, looking up at the bright moon hanging high above the peach tree, everything seems unreal.

“It has been more than 60 years and it is still blooming so beautifully.”

"Bo Jingcheng, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful peach tree."

"Just like the thousand-year-old trees described in novels, its roots and branches are intertwined, blending into the entire yard." Ji Shunuan said in a low voice.

"Look over here again." Bo Jingcheng said in a hoarse voice.

He took her around behind the tree, and the light in Ji Shunuan's eyes became even brighter.

She gasped, raised her hand in disbelief, pointed at the bright red peaches, and whispered, "How come the tree over there is just blooming, but the peaches over here are already ripe?"

"This is unscientific! How can a tree be divided into two seasons?" Ji Shunuan was shocked.

It is June now, and the peach blossoms should have faded long ago, but from that side, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, just like March in the south.

But when I came around here, I found that the peach blossoms had already withered and the branches were full of fruits.

The red peaches were so tempting, as if waving to her.

"This tree is one of my grandfather's research works during his college years. This tree has two seasons. One side blooms, and the other side bears fruit. When the fruit on this side falls, when the flowering season comes, the fruit on the other side is ripe."

"This peach tree is the result of my grandfather's proposal to my grandmother. He said that this tree symbolizes the relationship between him and my grandmother."

"For this reason, when my great grandfather was alive, he specially cleared a place in the courtyard for my grandfather to keep his fruits. I thought my grandfather was just joking at the time."

"It was not until the peach trees were in full bloom that we discovered that they were indeed two-season peach trees. This incident caused a global sensation at the time and even made international news."

"There is only one such plant in the world, and it is in my Bo family." Bo Jingcheng's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of pride.

This is his respect and love for his grandfather, and more importantly, his yearning for the original intentions of his elders.

"Grandpa really loves grandma." Ji Shunuan's nose felt sore.

Thinking back to yesterday, my grandma was staring at the door intently, muttering to myself the story of her meeting with grandpa.

The longing for her deceased husband seemed to reach its peak when she visited his grave.

"Well, until his death, grandpa was still thinking about grandma, fearing that the younger generation would treat grandma badly, and he told me that no matter what happened, grandma should be the first."

"Even if one day the Bo family goes bankrupt and everyone dies, grandma will definitely be the first one and let me love and respect her." Bo Jingcheng's voice was hoarse.

When talking about his grandparents, he seemed to be uneasy.

Ji Shunuan turned around and looked sideways at the man's deep black eyes, and found that there were some other emotions surging in his calm black eyes.

"Bo Jingcheng, you have done a great job."

"Grandma loves you very much and is proud of you. She told me that you are the best man in the world and the younger generation she is most proud of." Ji Shunuan said in a low voice.

Sometimes, I don’t dare to speculate about other people’s emotions because I have not experienced what they have experienced.

Just like this tree, to outsiders it is just a tree, but it is filled with the love of a man’s youth.

"Nuannuan." Bo Jingcheng heard her comforting himself.

He lowered his head and glanced at her. Looking at Ji Shunuan's delicate little face, his dark eyes revealed an indescribable doting look.

"In the future, are you willing to stay with me, just like grandpa and grandma, forever? From now on, we won't talk about divorce or the past. We will only talk about the present and the future."

"I will not let you down, and I will love you, protect you, and love you! Although I don't understand love, I want to be good to you." Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.

The man's voice was low, but it seemed to have an indescribable magic.

Ji Shunuan has been trying hard to live and has never opened her heart to anyone, but this is the first time that someone has stood in front of her and said that he wants to love and protect her.

She felt a little bitter in her heart as she looked at the longing look in the man's eyes.

"Okay." She moved her lips and obeyed her heart at the moment.

At this moment, she felt that everything seemed to be forgotten. Looking at the peach tree, her inner yearning for the future and love became stirring.

She thought, give it a try.

"Ji Shunuan." Bo Jingcheng heard her respond in a low voice.

The man strode forward happily, stretched out his hands and hugged her in his arms.

He hugged her tightly, lowered his head and rested his chin on the top of her head, enjoying this moment that belonged to them both.

"Come with me." At this moment, Bo Jingcheng seemed like a young boy.

He took her hand and led her into the yard.

When he walked to the lobby, he lit a candle beside him, pushed open the door on the left, and said in a deep voice: "This is my childhood room. I didn't grow up in Jincheng."

"But when I was young, my parents would bring me back to visit the graves every Qingming Festival, and I lived here at that time." Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.

The candlelight illuminated the entire room, and the dim light lit up the quaint room.

She looked around at the vintage bed and the chaise longue, stroking them with her fingertips. Her voice trembled as she whispered, "It looks like sandalwood."

"Yeah." Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.

Ji Shunuan was so scared that she quickly retracted her hand. If this was true, each piece of furniture would be worth at least tens of millions.

"The bookshelf, the table, and this are made of ten thousand year old golden nanmu wood." Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.

He introduced her, but Ji Shunuan did not touch her.

Her attention was drawn to the photos on the wall. She saw many photos of him when he was young, many of which were group photos when he won awards. There were well-known directors, famous pianists, princes and presidents from other countries, and even princesses and princesses.