"Hmm?" Gu Changsheng looked toward Zhou Mu, then turned around to continue appreciating her new home—pavilions, towers, intricately carved beams, and painted rafters, not a single detail lacking in craftsmanship or delicacy, making one feel at ease just by looking at it. "Zhou Mu, you don't need to explain to me. From the day I met you, I knew that with your evildoer-like beauty, attracting admirers was only natural."
Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, Zhou Mu's brows slightly furrowed.
"Being coveted is like being a desired treat. It proves my taste isn't poor, and that gives me a sense of accomplishment, doesn't it?" Gu Changsheng chuckled lightly and pushed the stunned Zhou Mu toward the garden. "Didn't you promise my son you'd help him find a couple of sturdy trees for swings? Go, I need to entertain the guests who have come to offer congratulations."
