Everyone said that the eldest daughter of the Su family was willful and rebellious. She ignored her marriage contract with a top wealthy family and stayed in a dilapidated flower art studio, asking for trouble.
Only Su Qingci knew it.
What she broke was the shackles, what she escaped was the prison, and what she gave up was the life of a puppet.
From now on, I no longer fall in love with the pearls of rich families, but only go to the mountains and fields for the breeze.
Others pursue imported roses from the assembly line and make quick money by plagiarizing and following suit.
She traveled all over the mountains and villages, picking up wild branches and embracing the moon, using vegetation as bones and nature as soul, creating original mountain flower art that no one can replicate.
Peers are plagiarizing designs, capital is cutting off supply, and native families are closing in on us step by step.
The whole city looked at her coldly, waiting for her to bow her head and compromise.
Until a desperate wedding, she stunned the whole city with her mountains and wild vegetation, crushing the sky-high flowers.
It was also when the storm started that she met Gu Huaijin.
Everyone in the world loves her blooming scene, but he is the only one who protects her original intention in the mountains and fields and understands her gentleness and sharpness.
