The workers in the mansion seemed to have all come out, standing neatly in several rows. They were training on the lawn, and even though each one of them was advanced in age, the vigor in their drills and the commanding presence they exuded were in no way inferior to those of any active military unit.
And right in the center of the lawn, they had arranged several large characters that read unmistakably: "Xiangyang, I adore you."
Wen Xiangyang saw this scene, and her eyes grew moist.
What was this man doing? He actually enlisted so many older folks to help him with such a matter. If grandpa Mu found out about this, wouldn't he be livid?
Fortunately, those words were arranged solely for Wen Xiangyang to see. Once someone noticed that Wen Xiangyang had appeared by the window and saw the display, the group gradually dispersed as if nothing had happened, resuming their training.