Fatty Gao subconsciously took off his backpack...
"It’s not yours," Ye Zixu said coolly, making Fatty Gao’s face darken as he turned to look at Sui Yi.
"He is coming with us," Sui Yi stated briefly and offered no further explanation. However, he didn’t give his backpack to Ye Zixu since there wasn’t much in it anyway.
For Fatty Gao, the biggest surprise wasn’t that his boss had found another tall, good-looking, and strong man to join them. It was...
When they seated themselves, he realized the Cao siblings were sitting right across from them.
Here’s the kicker, two spots facing two spots—he was the one relegated to the side seat.
In terms of looks... it was a harsh reality.
Face to face, the four of them stared at each other... without a word.
The plane took off... carrying them to the United Kingdom... London.
Unlike Beijing’s ancient charm, London was a quite fashionable international tropolis, with streets full of people from around the world. You could see Asians with Eastern faces, as well as Westerners... but it was hard to distinguish the British from the French, or figure out who was Arican—if they didn’t speak.
English accents are a major giveaway of one’s nationality, and England, having once kickstarted the Industrial Revolution and been a global superpower, still retained an elegant deanor and extraordinary composure, even though its current international standing was not what it used to be. It was welcoming to all people...—if you had money, all the better.
Being broke in London ant you couldn’t get anywhere. The three of them, with Eastern faces and decent attire, got approached by various hostel promoters as soon as they deplaned.
Naturally, these hostels were likely to be priced as exorbitantly as the souvenirs sold at certain tourist sites in China—marked with a sea of red for value.
A few bodyguards exchanged words with them, and those promoters backed off imdiately, occasionally ranting in their authentic London accents about these show-off Easterners...
Fatty Gao didn’t understand their dialect, but he was quite good at reading the situation. He imdiately asked Sui Yi, "Boss, we’ve still got seven days, so are we going to find a place to stay first, or..."
He saw the Cao siblings coming over; the bodyguards were theirs.
"Miss Sui, we’ve previously talked about inviting you to our house to express our thanks. Sadly, we never found the ti back in our country, but now it seems... we could choose a different venue."
With a gentle and cool voice, Cao Yu was the picture of a courteous gentleman. Yet, who would have imagined the ruthless emperor-like tactics he employed in the business world?
Cao Ling was more direct, "My aunt has been grateful to you for so ti, and she’s been nagging us to host you. Even though you can afford any five-star hotel in London, it’s not quite comfortable, is it?"
Staying in a hotel and waiting for an evening banquet to start at around 7000 taels a night... indeed, that wasn’t very comfortable. Sui Yi wasn’t soone who enjoyed shopping around, and she had heard many stories about Cao’s aunt in Capital City, painting her as a nice person. As they were so cordially invited, it would seem petty to refuse...
So she accepted.
Two hours later, they arrived by the Thas, facing the vast Thas Riverfront and a grand lawn extending for about five kiloters. Beyond it lay the castle by the river.
The castle was quite ancient and elegantly designed, its area large enough to be three or four tis the size of Sui Yi’s courtyard house. It was quite famous in London and all over the United Kingdom.
--Junshi Castle, the residence of the Duke of Junshi, with a history of seven hundred years, it has withstood many ups and downs, ultimately retaining the glory of the Junshi Titan lineage. (This bit is just made up by , no need to search on Baidu).
Speaking of the internationally renowned Junshi Titan Nobility, well known even in the elite circles abroad, the most famous event in recent years was the Family Head marrying a Chinese girl.
Since this Chinese girl also ca from an ultra-rich family, their marriage was referred to as a world-class alliance between two nations, making big news a decade ago and at tis overshadowing certain ssages of the Imperial Family...
However, after getting married, the Duchess from China remained low-key and elegant, with exceptional deanor and clear-cut style. Not a single scandal surrounded her, and over ten years, her affection with the Duke deepened, earning her the respect and love of the common people...
Sui Yi’s arrival was obviously sothing the Duchess had been well-prepared for. The butler, dressed in a tailcoat, had a dignified yet approachable smile on his face as he half-bowed to Sui Yi, "Welco, beautiful and elegant girl from China~"
He refrained from the facial kiss and hand-kiss greetings, probably aware that many ladies from ancient Chinese families did not like or were accustod to such practices. If they truly respected such esteed guests, so British families wouldn’t insist on people following the local customs, instead taking care to respect the feelings of their guests...
Clearly, this butler was one such person.
They walked through the main gate into the front courtyard... where a woman in a white suit with her hair pinned up stood at the front door, smiling warmly.
How to put it, Sui Yi had seen many with exceptional looks, from Ye Zixu, Cao Yu, and Yi Chilian with their extraordinary male beauty, to Gong Jiu and Cao Ling with their stunning female allure. Yet, very few had such deeply ingrained and moving charisma.
When it ca to presence, Yhan Qingwu was still sowhat unsophisticated, and Mo Ke had an intrinsic refinent, but they were all young after all.
Sui Yi always believed that only those who truly weathered the years could be said to have true charisma—that sort of deanor that hinted at wisdom that was flexible yet composed. So far, no one had given her that impression. (To be continued. If you like this novel, please vote for it with recomndation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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