Greeted by the Host Family

“Miss, please excuse me. I'll deal with the suitcases in an instant.” Lea spoke, determining seriously whether to bring her young miss along fetching the arriving luggage or not.

She concluded and went for the no seeing how the travelling had her lady fatigued and drained merely from the long rides of the aeroplanes.

“I'll be right there, then.” Juliette petite index finger pointed at a small corner equipped with a small bench for brief resting purpose with enormous glass panes as its walls.

Notably, it was quite secluded if one were to illustrate the circumstance.

“Please be careful, Miss Juliette.” She advised before cueing for the two escorts of their family to assist her with the baggage transportation.

Under her father's order, Juliette departed from France with a pair of bodyguards chaperoning her and only after her arrival, the rest of her team of escorts will be arriving to aid with her secret mission.

“I will be just fine,” Juliette casually responded as she paced toward the spot they agreed on.

Leniently, she sat her worn-out hips while leaning against the glass pane, relieving her strained back from motionlessly sitting up in the air for hours that seemed endless.

Perhaps, it's because it was Juliette's first outing ever in a while, denoting how she is a home person rather than an outgoer. Plus, it's her first too without the company of her parents.

Simply by the mention of her beloved, it inflicted a shallow yet bitter wound on her feeling. Gah, her homesickness was gradually worsening~

Her hand probed the slim bag hanging onto her shoulder, searching for the wireless earphone and stuffing it into her pairs of the ear. The gentle tunes had her humming softly, unconsciously shutting her eyelids.

As a piece of caution, she put on black-tinted sunglasses made for fashion purpose over her eyes to pan the fact that she's resting her eyes closed.

The peaceful surrounding lulled her into a resting mood effortlessly.

Then again, pairs of trotted fast-paced footsteps and out-of-breath frantic heavy breathing ruined her truce peace, mercilessly wrecking her mood.

With a maxed disgruntled grumbles, Juliette lifted her eyelids, reluctantly opening her eyes to scrutinize for the madman eager dashes behind the black screen of her sunglasses without having to back it up.

The sight her eyes presented her for granted her with bewilderment and immense confusion as to the black silhouette which she assumed belonged to the owner of those frenetic steps was scampering her way with an unravelled unwavering gazes.

Her neat set of brows furrowed in bafflement and perplexity had her spineless in front of those determined eyes that was approaching boldly.

“Hey...hold on...”

She mumbled uneasily with apprehensions idling her blanked mind as he maintained his consistent step on approaching her to that she was left with no room for escaping.

Being cornered, her inner soul bewildered in chaos despite having a confusingly composed demeanour externally.

The bench she sat on no longer provide the comfort of resting when the silhouette draped in black clothing and a mask that thoroughly concealing over his identity leaned closely.

“Bear with me for a while.” The silhouette dude vividly muttered, the lowest level of volume possible, being pretty much was mindless heeding of her viewpoint regarding his ensuing doing.

“What the...”

Not understanding his silent murmuring, Juliette was about to inappropriately swear outwardly when her lips were sealed with a forced kiss from an absolute stranger.

Taken aback by his abruptness, she instantly struggled only to result in a setback as her writhing for getaway appeared as a passionate gesture while smooching when she's desperately striving to be released.

Chillness absorbed into her pale skin when a hard metal object was placed near her waist. The threat spooked her and had her remained obedient, playing along to the pretence until a specific somebody overlooked them.

Paying no hesitancy to the situation, she bit the corner of his lips, severing their lips apart. The scarlet shade of blood drip from the spot he's bitten yet the anonymous carved a smirk, licking the blood.

“Thank you.” He whispered before fled away like a bolt of lightning, leaving her with burning guts from outrage.

“Aaaaah!!!!” Juliette screamed out her boundless frustration into the air, dissatisfaction and fury compressed her mind. Diverted from rational thoughts she slammed the thin wall with her knuckles angrily.

Her body drooped on the floors, slid down into a squat with no crumbs of energy left from struggling with the insane mind-missing perverted fella and from pushing all her burdening anxieties over the boundary.

Her knuckles slightly ailed with light ruddy scrapes but nothing compared to the mind-numbing thing she just experienced, her heart suffered something that surpassed the mere scrapes.

That rude senseless brainless motherfxcker...

“Miss Juliette!? What happened?” Lea who reacted to the loud yell of the familiar voice dropped even the luggage she was tugging and rushed at a god-knows-what speed to Juliette.

“Aaaargghhh!!!!!” The passing crowds eyed her with curiosity and kept throwing unusual stares at her who was yelling like a madman, owing to the original madman who turned her into her current state.

Even yelling out her burning heart to the highest decibels possible to unleash her deepest outrage failed miserably as she still regrets not beating that guy into pulp or even something indescribable.

“Miss...Juliette?” Lea utterly was oblivious and nonplussed of the situation she's facing since her young miss doesn't appear to be physically injured by something so what in the world just happened?

“I, Juliette Heloise swore I will chop you into little chunks and feed you to freaking fishes!!!” Juliette shouted her lung, releasing the anger with hopes it reached him who she desired most to turn into fish stocks.

Though, it's not like she expected that person to actually hear it since the possibility itself was against the odds. Nonetheless, the chance was never said to be zero.

“Juliette Heloise, huh...” He smirked in an uninterpreted way one would describe as...

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“You can take your time to soothe down first as we still have times to spare before anything, Miss Juliette.” Lea gently placed down another cup of cold choco and a plate of baked white chocolate chips for her to munch on, allowing her to unwind as she leaves.

Juliet's gritted her teeth, still feeling irate yet exhaustion caught up to her from overexerting herself all-day riding the rollercoaster of emotions since the very beginning.

“It's the first I've had ever been so damn discontented in all of these years... what's his deal seriously...”

She muttered as she gnawed on the delicious-looking cookies presented on the plate yet an ache decided to greet her first.

“Ouch...” Juliet's grunted lightly as she felt an itching pain on her chapped lips that likely was broken by bits from all of those violent rinsing after being given a free detested kiss.

More accurately, she wiped her lips a total of uncountable time to that she got sick of holding the count of her scrubbing using subtle drops of rubbing alcohol.

‘Nevertheless, that face of his does look somewhat familiar.’

To name it as a coincidence was being too excessive for her to actually learn of his identity.

Nevertheless, the ‘kabedon’ aka wall-slam setting earlier was too cringe-worthy that she could actually roll down laughing in tears if she wasn't put in such a situation. Besides, it's too garish of a move that she would actually never expect for it to actually happen in real life.

Her main frustration source came from when she was unable to fight back but to succumb to his vigour as he's relatively speaking much stronger in term of strength in comparison to her. The feeling of incapability infuriated her a lot.

Her second main irk originated from losing her first kiss to a total out-of-mind stranger whose background she couldn't even figure out.

Recalling the scene itself causing tears in her wound to deepen as she realised the sensibility that there's no feasible way in the hell to turn the time back, restoring her first kiss.

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“Pardon me, miss, but are you Miss Jiang Yingyue?” A tall well-trained person dressed in all black suits from top to bottom approached Juliette who's hanging around the lobby in patience she herself didn't recall collecting from.

A glance of those man in the ebony suit was sufficient for her to infer that her supposed entourage from the Luo's family had arrived. That was quite an obvious career disclosure, not that she had anything to remark about it.

“Yes, I am. Are you perhaps from the Luo's?” Juliette flashed her business smile of which she had been practising since adolescence, one that never failed her ever since.

She had been encircled around the career for so long even when she's supposed to retire from it, it's humorous to say she'd never learn the perfect form of a flawless smile.

“Yes. We shall escort you today to the mansion, Miss Jiang.” Juliette slightly nodded her head as an answer, showing no intents of wanting to extend their conversation any longer.

What's more, the Luo's escorts guided her by pursuing her steps, emptying some spaces between for her personal space. Virtually felt like she's abiding in a space bubble.

Rather ironically, as she was encircled by Luo's guards, her escort has also besieged them from each nook, gawking her every step from distant equipping for the unexpected.

“Would this be all of your baggage, Miss Jiang?”

One of the escorts in charge of chaperoning her to the mansion by the luxurious car questioned Juliette who's still contemplating the motive they're showcasing their expensive car which was obviously expensive by the glimpse of it when a normal decent one was pretty adequate for her.

The luggage had been stuffed into the trunks of another escorting car which mean there will be three cars in total escorting her all the way to the mansion. The thought of it simply screamed too excessive!

Juliette's daily necessities weren't much however her work necessities were greater in number. It's decided that her overcrowded equipment will be dumped at the place they were given which was next door to Luo's mansion where Lea will be staying as supervision.

Technically, it's not directly was next door but that being said, it also was except that the distance between their property was a lot influenced by the huge property of theirs.

“Yes. That should be all.”

The chauffeur then opened the car door for her, frankly speaking, it made her felt like the likes of those dignified nobles. Attentively, she placed her footings inside the affluent car and sat down gracefully.

Juliette glanced over her back signalling Lea to communicate to her through their wireless network and after she sat down in the car, her earphone that adjoined them buzzed lightly.

“Miss, is everything going smoothly over there?” Intentionally, she lowered her voice, avoiding much attention as possible from the escorting guards sent for Juliette.

Initially, it wasn't planned for her to be accompanied by bodyguards to navigate her to their private property but suddenly, she was sent some with short notice after her flight.

Perhaps for both the safety and comfort of her, only the chauffeur and an escort were to accompany her in the same car while others ensued closely from behind with another car.

“It is. What about our luggage?” She conversed with Lea in French, just plainly preventing any possible eavesdropping commending despite them literally chatting about nothing real serious.

It's not that she placed no absolute faith in the Luos but being extra cautious and attentive never hurt.

An acquaintance of her father, Louise who's known for being the pickiest and fussiest person when it came to literal everything. His companion must be someone he truly acknowledges suggesting that they had credit for being trustworthy.

Her father had a good eye as a judge of other characters, relying on that might help her here. And there's no reason for her not to do the same.

“Accomplished with no hassle just as you instruct, miss.” Honestly, Juliette did not need to ask about Lea's progress with the task given to her as she was someone who never made a fault, to begin with.

Even if she did, there's always was a way to revise them and still handed in her faultless work.

“Heh, I truly can rely on you. Let's talk later, we almost arrived.” After receiving daily reminders and words of advice from Lea, she hung up the call as the car entered a gorgeously decorated residence.

The enormous gates opened at the call of their guards, the scenery inside nearly made her gasped out of astonishment. Her estate in France already was grandly glorious yet the sights of this mansion impressed her on another level.

“Miss Jiang, we have arrived.”

The chauffeur opened the car door, enlightened her with the path into the huge mansion. Truly, it did live up to its name as one of the most beautiful elegant mansion with gardens the size of a football field.

“Thank you for the smooth ride, mister. Please do excuse me." Juliette bowed a little while thanking the middle-aged man who provided with a ride that went with no discomfort.

“You're too polite, miss. It's only my job.” The chauffeur responded with bashful and pleased beams of a smile. Those type of smile is the fairest --- what some say but to her, an earnest complexion fits better.

“Evenings, Jiang Yingyue. Welcome to our residence, Luo mansion.”

A middle-aged lady in her maroon-toned long dress greeted Juliette at the staircase in front of their open door leading to the inside of the mansion.

The lady who exudes elegance and grace despite her ages surely was the madam of the house, Madam Luo Tian Xia while the gentleman draped in a suit beside her would be her husband, Mister Luo Yunxi.

“Thank you, Mister Luo and Madam Luo for having me here. It's a one in a million opportunity. Please, call me Yingyue.” Juliette politely bowed her head to the two of them as she replied with utmost regards and appreciation.

“What a lovely sweet-tongued child you are. Just call me Aunt Luo, dear Yingyue.” Aunt Luo immediately welcomed her into their mansion while the workers took care of her belongings.

“And Yingyue, just Uncle Luo is fine too.” Uncle Luo added and as if swept by their paces, she already was sat inside their mansion on the fluffy sofa as they were talking.

Deep down, Juliette was deeply captivated by the amazing interior design which manipulated natures and sealed with a modern luxurious touch.

Her liking and taste were as if embodied onto the fascinating sight attaining the estate.

“Then, thank you so much for the efforts, Uncle and Aunt Luo.”

“No need to be so, Yingyue. We're happy if you simply make yourself at home.” Aunt Luo grinned joyfully, facial expressions that radiated a warmth she was hooked on. Her personality truly reminded her of her mother back at home...

“Please pardon my extrusion as I'm afraid I'll be troubling you with some stuff but I'll be in your care in the future.”

“It's nice how you're polite and very courteous, Yingyue. That's good but it's fine to also loosen up sometimes, alright?” Uncle Luo noticed the respectful restraints she placed on her demeanour by holding back her attitudes and chatters intrudes gently.

“...I will, thank you, uncle.” Being with this two-person had Juliette quite touched by their remarks of providing her with solace, to said the truth.

She would be bluffing if she was to say that she's not suppressing herself but for the very first time, this trip of her replenished her with warm colours of sentiments.

A warmth distinct from her parent's infinite tenderness, it's the warmth of a new place to her.

“Yingyue is from France, right? Yet, you're so fluent in Chinese, honestly, that stunned us.” She noted Juliette's proper pronunciation, how she's done a decent job at learning their language considering how it's her first trip to China.

“I'm from Paris, France to be precise. You flattered me, aunty, but honestly, I'm still quite lacking in Chinese.” Juliette explained of which she herself couldn't guarantee the validity since there's no way of exactly knowing it.

Indeed, she's relatively fluent in Chinese or another word, Mandarin but that's only because her birth mother was Chinese-born and she pretty considerably learnt all of it directly from her doctor figure mother.

“Oh my, how come you're so modest always, my sweet Yingyue? Much pleasant than our stone-cold son.”

The lady described her son emotionless expression that seldom differ from his unenthusiastic usual facial. It's even amusing since the exaggerated forms of his lack of enthusiasm are added as the adornments to the series of him being portrayed.

Juliette giggled, can't deal with the undull sense of humour in madam Luo.

“Looks like you even able to forget about your son for someone else?”

Without even glancing toward the voice source, Juliette already confirmed the owner of that voice making sarcastic comments which interrupted their joyous laughter. The sole son of the Luo household, Luo Yijun make his entrance.

It looked like he had just gotten back from school as he's still wearing a school uniform while holding onto some files and books in one hand.

“It's not someone else, it's Jiang Yingyue, Yijun.” Aunt Luo who received the sarcasm pouted in reflexes while correcting him with Juliette's name when playing by technically, he wasn't wrong either.

Though, it doesn't look like Madam Luo bothered with the fact either.

“Yingyue, this is our only son, Luo Yijun.” Noticing the silent glances they each exchanged one another, Uncle Luo kindly introduced them on behalf of his mindless son whose face wore the ‘don't disturb’ sign all over his uninterested ensign.

He apparently couldn't care less about his first impression or anything to simply conclude the whole aspect. With that being said, the collected information of him she skimmed through earlier was all true.

“It's nice meeting you, I'm Jiang Yingyue.” Juliette mouthed an unnatural smile as she half-reluctantly greeted Yijun who had done nothing but gapes a hole in her face.

“Luo Yijun.” That was all he said before disappearing without a word. How arrogantly rude!!!!

She's yearning for a shout yet the current situation forbid her otherwise, leaving her the choice to awkwardly smile with an annoyed face, hella irritated from his ignorance.

What kind of person even do that???

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