In the flower row, Chu Xuan carefully looked at the flowers on display, competing for beauty, each pot was so beautiful that he was dazzled.

He said to the female boss, "Is there that kind of small potted plant? The kind that exudes a faint sweet smell, it's best to soothe the depressed mood."

The female boss went upstairs to find a potted plant. The potted plant was so small that it would not take up too much space on the table, and it could be picked up with one hand. Of course, Chu Xuan had to hold it with two hands.

The woman began to introduce, "This is geranium, sweet with rose and mint, which can calm anxiety and lift the spirit."

"Great for people with a bad temper."

Chu Xuan looked at the potted flower in the woman's hand. It had small green leaves with milky white flowers on it. The white petals seemed to exude a faint brilliance. The stamens were still light yellow. Just looking at the mood was enough. Not a lot.

"That's it, you can change it to a ceramic flower pot with a cute smiling face."

Yan Mengsheng should like it.

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