Steward Chang's heart turned stern, and he nodded in understanding.
After only a few words, he could tell that the Little Miss in front of him might be young but she appeared to be the one in charge of this group.
"Miss, Sir, Madam, let this old servant show you this residence." Steward Chang respectfully led them inside the house.
As soon as they entered, there was a small parterre. The whole garden was lusciously green and truly well taken care of, a faint fragrance wafting toward their noses.
Wei Ziqin immediately liked this estate at first glance.
A middle-aged gardener was standing next to the parterre. He rubbed his hands, ill at ease, and walked up to make obeisance.
"My lords, this is the gardener, Old Bai. He… isn't good with words but is very skillful at taking care of plants," Chang Zai hastily spoke some good words on the gardener's behalf. He could tell from earlier that Little Miss intend intentions to keep the servants.
