Seeing Shu Wan staring at the photo, Fu Siyu spoke again, "Do you feel that this change isn't quite good?"
"No," Shu Wan replied resolutely, "It's very good; I appreciate you more now."
Because there are many Young Masters born into great wealth, but few undergo trials and tribulations to develop a distinct personal style.
Fu Siyu was such a person, one couldn't find a second one similar to him.
Hearing Shu Wan's words, Fu Siyu's eyes flickered slightly, unsure whether he did it on purpose or just casually asked, "What do you appreciate?"
"Strong capabilities, high emotional intelligence, decisiveness," Shu Wan thought for a moment and then honestly added, "and good looks."
Yes, Shu Wan didn't shy away from admitting that she indeed cared about appearances.
Fu Siyu listened to Shu Wan speaking; with each word she said, a touch of amusement added to his eyes until eventually, when Shu Wan remarked on his good looks, Fu Siyu couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
