The villa had clusters of lights starting from the main gate, and when the car stopped at the doorstep, someone assisted with parking while the servants guided the guests.
With each step they took inside, Jiang Liu's expression grew more complicated. Even a small potted plant by the roadside was a rare and precious variety, and the servants who came and went were well-trained, greeting guests calmly and fluently speaking British English to the blonde-haired, blue-eyed ladies, conducting themselves with more precision and elegance than graduates of the British Butler Academy.
This was the true strength of a grand family, with noble blood flowing through every aspect of the household. The Gu Family's prominence was not solely due to their wealth.
Having lived abroad for several years and mingled with some countesses, Jiang Liu believed herself to be part of the nobility. Yet, upon entering the Gu Family's courtyard now, she felt a sense of inferiority.
