Fu Yan said, "He's been too good to you."
Sheng Congzhi playfully retorted, "Is it wrong for him to treat me well?"
Fu Yan clicked his thin lips, pulled out a chair to sit down, and picked up the brush to continue mixing the paints. "Before you came back, he was the public face of the Gu Family and even participated in a cultural program last year aimed to protect the intangible cultural heritage. If you hadn't returned, even if he wasn't the successor, his position in the Gu Family would have been unmatched. Old Madam Gu favored him, and everyone in the Gu Family respected him, as he truly had talent and ability. But now you've come back and so quickly were chosen by Old Madam Gu as the successor. If he really accepted you so quickly and treated you so kindly..."
He chuckled softly, "I doubt even a saint could manage that, right?"
Sheng Congzhi said, "In truth, he hasn't been that good to me."
Fu Yan: "Oh?"
