The gardener stood still in front of her.
After a moment, he averted his gaze, preparing to shift to another target.
However, before he could take ten steps, Bai Youwei called out to him from behind, saying, "Hey, where do you think you're going?"
The gardener was taken aback, then a slight smirk played on his lips.
Ah, women...
He turned around to face Bai Youwei with an understanding expression and said, "I'm going to see if the other brides need help."
"Who could need more help than a cripple?" Bai Youwei said flatly, "Just stay here and help me."
The gardener smiled, bowing politely, "I am honored to serve you."
Bai Youwei's face revealed no emotion and she said lightly: "Since I am the Duke's bride, the lady of this mansion, and you're a mere gardener, of course you should serve me."
The smile on the gardener's face faltered, "...As long as it's within my means."
