He Had No Right To Dictate What She Wanted To Do

"That's it, the contrasting colors will look good."

"To the left, a bit. Just a thin layer will do."

"Oh, do you mean this? Yes, attach it there."

Once again, Old Madam Shen was shocked by the scene she was currently watching right now.

Asher was sitting next to her, fully focusing on creating the pressed flower lantern. Various colors of flowers lay on the surface, together with dried vines.

All this time, Old Madam Shen had never imagined seeing her stoic eldest grandson doing something as delicate as a craft project involving pressed flowers.

Not only that, but Asher also obediently listened to Iris as she gave him guidance when he asked. It seemed like he attempted to make something new instead of a simple lantern jar.

Asher used a big and round glass bowl, a really different thing from the mason jar he used before. He carefully picked the dried vines and attached them to the glass surface.