She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

Grandpa Gu's words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that lingered in Su Maiqi's heart for a long time.

She was stunned for a moment, not expecting Grandpa Gu to say such a thing.

Since the old man was following her activities in France, he would also be concerned about her relationship with Gu Tingyu.

Su Maiqi never expected him to express his thoughts so directly.

At that moment, Su Maiqi felt somewhat at a loss, unsure of how to respond, and simply nodded mechanically.

The greenhouse was warm and cozy, with sunlight streaming through the glass and casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Little Chengze crawled happily on the soft mat, making babbling sounds from time to time, adding a touch of life and energy to the space.

Grandpa Gu paused for a moment, then continued, "Tingyu has changed a lot since he met you, especially after Chengze was born. He's become more and more like his father."

A hint of nostalgia flickered in the old man's eyes: "They were all very sentimental people, caring deeply about family, and didn't really care that much about worldly success."

Su Maiqi listened quietly without interrupting.

She noticed the fleeting pain in Old Master Gu's eyes when he mentioned Gu Tingyu's father.

“I didn’t understand before,” Old Master Gu continued, his voice filled with obvious self-reproach, “I had high hopes for Tianze, which is why I tried to stop his first relationship, hoping he would find someone of equal social standing, someone who could help him in his career and help him reach new heights. I never expected it would lead to such a series of events.”

The old man sighed deeply as he spoke, his gaze falling on Xiao Chengze, as if seeking some solace in this new life.

"Tingyu is a very thoughtful child. He became quiet and withdrawn after his father passed away, and he hasn't been in a relationship all these years."

Grandpa Gu's tone softened: "Fortunately, he married you. You are the right person for him, and he is truly sincere towards you. Grandpa hopes you will be happy."

These words were spoken with utmost sincerity; every word seemed to come from the depths of the old man's heart as a blessing and a hope.

Su Maiqi lowered her head, looking at her hands, a complex emotion welling up inside her.

Her marriage to Gu Tingyu began with an accident and a contract, but real emotions gradually seeped into it.

The birth of Xiao Chengze further cemented this relationship.

But she always had a vague sense of uncertainty about the future. During her upcoming trip to France, she wanted to create some distance and take a good look at the marriage.

Su Maiqi looked up at Grandpa Gu's kind face and was suddenly filled with emotion.

“Thank you, Grandpa,” Su Maiqi said sincerely, her voice trembling slightly. “Don’t worry, Tingyu and I will take good care of Chengze.”

This was the most honest answer she could give.

Although she still couldn't make a clear promise about her future with Gu Tingyu, she was certain that she would take good care of their child.

Grandpa Gu seemed to understand her feelings, and simply nodded slightly without asking any further questions. He then bent down to tease Xiao Chengze, and a gentle smile returned to his face.

Little Chengze was very happy to receive his great-grandfather's attention. He grabbed the old man's outstretched finger with his little hand, giggling and his eyes sparkling with innocent light.

Su Maiqi's gaze drifted into the distance, but she was drawn to a cluster of white flowers in the corner of the greenhouse.

Those were several camellias, pure white as snow, with layered petals and graceful shapes, appearing exceptionally elegant and refined against the backdrop of green leaves.

"Grandpa, what are those white flowers?" Su Maiqi asked curiously, pointing in that direction.

Grandpa Gu followed her finger and looked at it, a gentle light flashing in his eyes: "That's a winter snow camellia, the flower that Tianze loved most when he was alive."

Every winter, this flower blooms as promised, resilient and beautiful.

Su Maiqi couldn't help but walk towards the camellia bushes, wanting to see them more clearly up close.

The flowers of the Winter Snow Camellia truly live up to their name; their petals are as white as snow, layer upon layer, forming a perfect sphere, and emitting a faint fragrance.

Even in the cold winter, they still bloom bravely, showing the tenacity and beauty of life.

“Tianze said this flower is just like his mother—beautiful on the outside, strong on the inside,” Grandpa Gu said softly, his eyes gleaming with reminiscence. “Every year at this time, he would personally tend to these flowers, making sure they bloomed beautifully.”

Looking at these beautiful flowers, Su Maiqi felt a surge of emotions.

She imagined how that man she had never met, the father Gu Tingyu missed day and night, the soul whose life was taken by the family tragedy, gently caressed these flowers, pouring out so much love and care.

"Can I help take care of these flowers?" Su Maiqi suddenly asked, her voice filled with determination.

Grandpa Gu paused for a moment, then smiled, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction: "Of course, I believe Tianze would be very happy to see this from heaven."

Su Maiqi picked up a small watering can from the shelf next to her and carefully watered the camellia.

The water gently falls into the flowerpot, nourishing the roots of each plant and allowing them to thrive even in the cold winter.

Grandpa Gu held Xiao Chengze in his arms, silently watching Su Maiqi's actions, his eyes revealing approval and emotion.

This young woman, though not the Gu family's biological daughter, integrated into the family in her own unique way, adding new vitality and warmth to it.

After watering the plants, Su Maiqi gently removed a few slightly withered leaves, her movements soft and careful, as if she were handling a precious treasure.

"Does Tingyu know the story behind these flowers?" Su Maiqi asked softly.

Grandpa Gu shook his head: "Over the years, we've rarely mentioned Tianze, especially in front of Tingyu. That memory is too painful for him."

Su Maiqi nodded thoughtfully. "Perhaps it's time for him to confront these memories," Su Maiqi said softly, almost to herself. "Those beautiful memories shouldn't be overshadowed by sadness."

Grandpa Gu gave Su Maiqi a deep look, his eyes sparkling with approval and understanding: "You're right, Qiqi. Death is only a part of life. What's important is how we remember those who have left us, and how we pass on the love and wisdom they left behind."

Little Chengze listened quietly in the old man's arms. Although he couldn't understand what the adults were saying, he seemed to be able to feel the solemnity and warmth in the atmosphere. His big, dark eyes looked around curiously.

Sumaiqi continued watering, moving the camellias to other flowers, every movement filled with patience and care.

Grandpa Gu pushed Xiao Chengze in his wheelchair, following behind her, occasionally offering a few pointers, telling her how much water a certain flower needed, and how to judge the health of a flower.

Such moments are quiet and beautiful, as if all problems and worries are temporarily set aside, leaving only the pure present moment and companionship.

After watering the last pot of flowers, Su Maiqi straightened up, let out a long sigh, and had a satisfied smile on her face.

“Thank you, Qiqi,” Grandpa Gu suddenly said, “thank you for bringing new life to this family.”

Su Maiqi shook her head somewhat embarrassedly: "I only did something very small."

“No,” Old Master Gu said firmly, “you’ve done far more than you imagine. Since you and Chengze came to this family, Tingyu has changed, and the whole family has changed.”

Su Maiqi listened quietly, a wave of emotion washing over her.

The door to the greenhouse was gently pushed open, and Gu Tingyu appeared in the doorway.

He stood there, wearing a dark blue sweater, looking at the harmonious scene in the greenhouse—Grandpa Gu was pushing Xiao Chengze in a stroller to admire the flowers, Su Maiqi was watering the flowers, and sunlight streamed through the glass, bathing the entire space in a golden glow.

The entire greenhouse was filled with a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, as if time slowed down and became gentle, making it hard to disturb.