"Alice, you're back."
The old butler, who was sitting in a wicker chair, stood up to greet the blonde woman as she entered the courtyard. As the daughter of his former employer, he should have addressed her as "Miss," but with the change in ownership, he called her by name out of respect for Su Xuan.
"Uncle Liu, this place no longer belongs to me," Alice said. "You don't have to wait up for me anymore."
The blonde woman was of mixed Chinese and Western descent, and she was strikingly beautiful. Her golden hair swayed gently in the night breeze, and her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, casting an enchanting glow. Her delicate, thin lips, high-bridged nose, and sharp chin looked as if they had been finely sculpted by the Creator himself, captivating anyone who laid eyes on her. Her model-like figure, with its perfect golden-ratio proportions, was enough to make one drool with desire, inspiring a reckless urge to simply throw oneself at her.
