No one dislikes it.
Actually, she didn't think he really hated the house.
The house, both exterior and interior, was nothing but luxurious and elegant, filled with a flavor that could make everyone fall in love with it.
Disliking a place often stemmed from certain events or people. And now, listening to his tone, it seemed as though he had quite liked the house a long time ago, before he had grown to dislike certain people and things.
"My dad made his fortune rather early. And this house, to be honest, wasn't really my dad's, it belonged to my mom. It was part of the dowry she brought when she married my dad, supposedly left to her by an ancestor," said Xiao Yebai.
"If your mom has passed away—" Since he called her mom 'mom', Gu Nuan thought it appropriate to refer to his deceased mother that way as well.
Hearing her naturally call out "mom," a smile played on Xiao Yebai's lips, and he gripped her hand a bit tighter.
