Chapter 723: Uprooted Jasmine (part one)

"Don't cry over spilled milk. That's exactly the case. It's too late to take back your words now." Edward raised his eyebrows at the sullen look on Justin's face. Justin wanted to rile Edward up, but he was too young and naive. Since Edward was the father, it was impossible for him to lose to his son.

Ha! Dad, I know you won't disappoint me, will you?" Justin repeatedly shook his dad's arm, despite the fact that Edward was in the middle of eating his breakfast.

"What makes you think so?" Edward stuck out his tongue to lick the rice on his lips. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Justin with a derisive smile.

I don't care about anything else. I only know that if you don't go with me, I will lose to someone!" Justin pouted. Thinking of the new boy in his class, his face swelled with anger. Not only was the newcomer cocky, but he also constantly made trouble for Justin. If he wasn't worried about his mother punishing him and making him join the drill, he would have taught the boy a good lesson earlier. Then the newcomer wouldn't have had the chance to be so overbearing in front of Justin.

"Alright, spit it out. What did you do this time?" Edward put down his chopsticks and took out a napkin to wipe his mouth before standing up.

"I didn't do anything! It's just been a long time since the last time you took me to school." Justin bit his lip. He didn't want to admit that the reason he was insisting that his father bring him to school was because he was sick of the cocky boy boasting how handsome his dad was. Justin didn't want to lose to him in this regard.

"Is it really just that? Why does it seem like you're not telling the truth?" Edward grabbed his suit and briefcase from the sofa and gave Justin an incredulous look.

"Yes, that's the only reason why I want you to go with me. You are thinking too much." Justin took his backpack and rushed to keep up with Edward, his face beaming with excitement. He knew his father would give in.

As soon as they walked to the garden of their house, Edward was shocked by the sight that greeted him. He had wondered why everyone suddenly disappeared from the house. It turned out that they all gathered in the garden. Even his parents were present.

"What are you doing here?" Edward frowned. When he saw the uprooted plants lying on the ground, he felt his stomach turn.

"Mr. Mu, your mom said she was bored and wanted to plant some vegetables in this plot. In this case, we don't have to buy inorganic vegetables from the market anymore. We can grow organic vegetables at home." Mrs. Wu wiped the mud off her hands, and looked at Edward with concern. She knew that the jasmine flowers in the garden were Edward's favorites.

"That's nonsense. Can't you just plant the vegetables somewhere else?" Edward glared at the spot with burning eyes. Why did they have to uproot his favorite flowers? Besides, this was a garden and not a vegetable plot.

"Your mom said that since the jasmine flowers flourished the most in the garden, the soil here must be the most fertile. If we grow vegetables here, they would turn out very good." Mrs. Wu hesitantly relayed Cynthia's reasoning to Edward, prepared for Edward to lose his temper on her.

That's ridiculous. Replant them and put the garden back to how it was before." Looking at the uprooted jasmines spread all over the place, Edward was filled with the urge to kill someone. His mother said that the soil here was the most fertile? Of course it was, he had asked the gardener to cultivate the land especially for the growth of the jasmine flowers.

Um..." Mrs. Wu glanced at the loving couple not far away and back at Edward who was currently in a fit of rage. Caught in the middle, she was at a loss for what to do. She had tried to persuade Cynthia away from the idea right from the beginning, but she didn't listen. Now, Edward was telling her to replant them, which would go against Cynthia's instructions.

At this time, Cynthia finally saw Edward and walked towards him with a gentle smile. "Who made you so angry this early in the morning?"

You're definitely my good mother." Edward ground his teeth as he restrained his anger from exploding. Who was she fooling? She already knew the answer. No one else would dare anger him except for her.

"I've known that for a while, it's surprising that you didn't realize it until now. It seems that I didn't pay enough attention to you before." Cynthia smiled gracefully, a mischievous look flashing on her young and beautiful face. She knew why Edward was upset, but playing the fool was the best option for her now.

"Don't try to change the topic. Why did you have them remove all my jasmines?" Looking at his mother smiling brightly in front of him, Edward controlled his temper and remained calm in front of her despite how angry he felt in his heart. Meanwhile, someone who was just as intimidating was looking at him aggressively not far away. If Edward dared to be rude to his wife, Jonathan would definitely step forward and fight back immediately.

"Don't you feel bored seeing the same thing everyday when you walk out of the house? I decided to reorganize this place for you myself. Don't be too moved." Cynthia tried to use her charm to justify her transgression in front of the raging tiger. She completely ignored her son's sullen face and flashed him a gentle smile.

Grandma, you should stop provoking my dad. Can't you see that he's about to blow his top?" Justin hoped that his dad would not blow his top. Otherwise, who else would bring him to school? The main point was that he had yet to achieve his goal.

"I'm not provoking him. I'm just telling the truth." Cynthia didn't expect Edward to be so angry with her. But she was also gambling whether or not she had a place in his heart after getting along with him for several months since she came back. It was true that she wanted to grow some organic vegetables, but more importantly she wanted to test how important she was in Edward's heart.

"Yes, you didn't provoke me, you're only testing my patience. But I have to say you win." Looking at the jasmine flowers spread all over the place, Edward closed his eyes and clenched his fists before turning around and quickly walking away.

"Grandma, you're finished. Don't expect dad to talk to you for the rest of the week. He holds a grudge on things like this," Justin gloated in a low voice and ran to catch up to his dad, leaving Cynthia standing alone with a frown. She watched the tall man and the small boy quickly disappear from her sight.

"Are you happy now? You pissed him off." Jonathan approached her. Although he was rebuking her, his tone was affectionate.

"Do you think I went too far?" Cynthia raised her head and asked Jonathan hesitantly.

"What do you think? Just let it go. It's already done, it's pointless to wonder if it's right or wrong. Just think about what vegetables you want to plant here." Planting vegetables in the garden was a whimsical idea that only his lovely wife could come up with. But as long as it was something that she wanted, he would support it no matter what. He would do whatever it took to make it happen, even if it meant he had to ruffle his son's feathers.

"Mrs. Wu, please find a place for these jasmine flowers and replant them." Cynthia heaved a sigh. Actually, she was very satisfied with how things turned out. Although Edward got really angry, he didn't shout at her or lose his temper with her. If it were before, this reaction would have been impossible.

"Okay, I will." Mrs. Wu shook her head. Cynthia was so stubborn to challenge Edward like that. Despite knowing that the jasmines were his favorites, she insisted on growing the vegetables in the same plot.

During the entire trip to the school, Edward kept his mouth shut firmly and didn't say a word. Justin couldn't help but worry at the tense silence. It seemed that the flowers were very important to his dad, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry.

"Dad, are you still mad at grandma?" Justin asked, turning his head to look at him. He seldom saw his dad so quiet.

"No, I just feel bad for the flowers." Edward flashed a reassuring smile towards Justin before turning back forward to keep his attention on the road. He was only angry for an instant, he felt more regretful than anything else. The flowers represented his childhood dream. Although he had already made it come true, he still wanted to preserve the memory. Seeing the flowers every time he passed by the garden was a reminder of his passion for this dream.

"Why do you like jasmines so much?" Seeing that Edward had calmed down, Justin began to ask him to get to the root of the matter. All the things his father used were jasmine-scented. Justin had always been curious about this, but he couldn't find the appropriate moment to bring up the topic. He seized the opportunity to satisfy his curiosity.

Guess, Edward gave him a mysterious smile. It was a secret he only shared with Daisy, and he wanted to keep the beautiful memory to themselves.