"Nelly Adventure Group, Miss Catherine Cofield, and Mr. Pannis Wood are here." The young doorman in front of the Marquis' villa in a crisp and penetrating voice reported the names of the new group of visitors.

Theoretically, in order to show respect to the owner, the visiting guests should get off the car outside the courtyard of the mansion and hand over the invitation to the waiter who passed the door to welcome the guests, and the waiter led it into the Marquis' mansion. But in fact, when the carriage that Catherine and Pennis arrived at the Marquis' villa of Snape, the guard directly opened the door of the mansion, and the coachman took the carriage and entered the mansion directly, leaving the shocked guests behind.

In the etiquette of the upper class, only a few guests with extremely respectable status can be treated with special standards. For Marquis Snape, only the official leaders of a certain force or scholars and celebrities with high prestige can enjoy this treatment. For example, the on-duty speaker of the rotating parliament of the Neville Federation. In addition, even the other dukes of the Neville Federation can only get off in front of the door and walk into the courtyard.

For a time, speculations about the identity of passengers in the carriage began to spread among the guests who witnessed this scene. Although no one could confirm their own guesses, everyone said it was quite well-known, which made it impossible for those who disagreed to refute for a while. However, some guests with extensive knowledge did not participate in the speculation. From the texture of the carriage to the preciousness of using horses, these guests had vaguely guessed that everyone in this set of carriages. Since it was the carriage of the Marquis' Mansion, the carriage was naturally the guests invited by the Marquis' Mansion to the door. It was not surprising that they enjoyed special treatment with this status.

The wheels rolled, and the well-trained waiter drove the carriage and parked on the stone road in the middle of the lawn in front of the villa. Several black-clad welcome waiters quickly surrounded him, placed the stairs to get off the car next to the door, opened the door of the car from outside, and then stood in two rows of left and right, bent down neatly, showing an attentive but not flattering smile to the passengers in the carriage. In the middle of the passage formed by the two rows of waiters, an old man dressed in white bearded and white-haired butler stood straight there. When he saw the passengers in the carriage, he showed a smile from the bottom of his heart and said in the most appropriate volume: "Miss, Mr. Wood, good evening, thank you for satisfying the wishes of the owners and taking time out of his busy schedule to attend this dinner."

"This is our honor, Grandpa Butler." Catherine, who held Pannis's hand, walked out of the car, showed a bright smile to the old man, walked a few steps to hold the old man's bowing, and said, "I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect Grandpa Butler to look younger and younger. It really surprised us, right, Pannis."

"Yes, I was here last time I met, old man." Standing beside Catherine, Panis changed his usual manners and bowed slightly with impeccable posture. Such etiquette has nothing to do with identity and status, but simply expresses respect for the elderly who are close. In a well-educated family, the younger generation often expresses similar etiquette to the elderly who have served their family for many years. In order to cooperate with Catherine's noble elegance, Panis also chose this etiquette, putting the old man's arm from the other side and said with a smile: "When I met you last time, your left leg was a little inconvenient. As a result, when we met, our walking movements were actually more steady than the two of us, which made people admire him."

"Miss, Mr. Wood, you are so polite." The old housekeeper let the two of them help and walked forward for seven or eight steps, which means that the old man was very grateful to accept the respect of them. After seven or eight steps, the old man took the opportunity to take a few steps in front of them, and came to one side of the road to invite them: "Please here, the master is chatting with some distinguished guests in the small living room. I will lead the way for you."

"No, Grandpa, butler." Catherine said gently: "We can just go over by ourselves. Don't you want to welcome other guests?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The old housekeeper said with a smile: "There will not be any guests qualified to welcome me in the short term, and it is also what I should do to guide the young lady."

"Sir, you should stay here. Even if you don't need to welcome guests, it's always good to have more rest. You're probably the most laborious person tonight, so try every opportunity to fully recover your energy." Panis signaled to Catherine beside him: "And, isn't Catherine coming to see the Marquis like returning to his own home? How can he let his family lead the way when he goes home? Do you think?"

"That's right, haha, what you said is right, Mr. Wood." The old housekeeper was stunned and found that Catherine had no intention of refuting this sentence. He immediately smiled and the wrinkles on his face were piled up together. He said with joy: "I didn't think about it comprehensively. Fortunately, Mr. Wood's reminder, hahaha, if the master heard this sentence, he would be very happy. Haha, then Miss and Mr. Wood, please ask the two of you as if you were back to your own home. I will lose my companion first. Fano, take good care of Miss and Mr. Wood."

"Yes." One of the waiters who lined up to greet him came out, replaced the old butler's position, bent down and led the way: "Two, please come here."

"Ahem, if you pinch your arm again, you will break." The waiter who followed the way, Panis looked serious, but his slightest voice came out from the corner of his shaking mouth: "Be careful, I'll roll on the ground in pain now."

"Let you talk about your own home, let you talk about your own home." Catherine smiled appropriately, and walked step by step with elegant gait. The corners of her raised mouth covered the girl's tightly biting teeth: "Bastard Penis, when did I say that I've ever returned to this place like going home."

"I'm really not frank, girl, she looks at Snape like she looks at her relatives, but she still has to act like an alienation. Tsk, I feel tired when I look at it." Panis smiled unconcealedly on his serious face and whispered: "Just like you are now, you are very happy, but you insist on being very angry, and you also have to use my arms to vent your anger. Hey, the meat is about to be pinched off. You need to inspire fighting spirit when pinching people. Calm down, calm down, okay, I won't say anything."

"Hmph, let you talk nonsense." The girl finally spared Panis's arm and leaned on his shoulder again, with the smell of joy and happiness in her eyes.
Chapter completed!