Li Changyu turned and looked down at the quiet woman beside him, speaking gently. "These flowers, plants, and trees are all quite ordinary. You have every one of them in your family's garden—in fact, you even have more precious varieties. But Wan'er, close your eyes and just feel it for a moment. Compare your garden to this place. Don't you feel that they're different?"
Mrs. Gao did as he said, closing her eyes to quietly take it all in.
After a while, she opened her eyes and said with a sigh, "My family's garden is beautiful too, and it feels fine to walk around it in my usual clothes. But here... I feel more at ease walking around in the clothes your mother made for me."
Li Changyu hadn't expected her to say something like that. 'So women always care about their appearance and clothes, no matter the situation,' he thought.
