Inner city.
No. 9 Second Street, Pompeii Manor.
The early morning sunshine is full of vitality, seeming to light up the whole world and bring it new vitality.
The gate of the manor made a long creaking sound and was pulled open from the inside.
Four or five maids worked together to open and secure the door, and an old man who looked like a butler walked out.
He raised his white-gloved hand, adjusted the dark blue tie on his chest, and waved to the maids.
"Professor You Lai will be here soon, don't embarrass the Viscount."
"Yes, Mr. Binozzi."
The old butler stood straight with his hands folded in front of him, standing by the door, quietly waiting for the distinguished guest to arrive.
Second Street is located in the core area of the inner city, and the people who live here are either rich or noble. As a result, the surrounding environment is quite good, whether it is green plants or layout, it gives people a sense of comfort and luxury.
Compared with other places in the inner city, the buildings here are more beautiful and more magnificent. The buildings are farther apart, and the view is wide and refreshing.
In addition, the high terrain allows for a panoramic view of the entire Amber City, prompting many middle-class people to use their free time to take a walk around here with their families.
Viscount Pompeii was a low-key person, not well known by the inner city public. The Pompeii Manor stood on Second Street for many years, but few people knew what was inside.
"Hey, look over there."
Several young women wearing pale yellow shirts and brown skirts passed by.
They were students from the nearby Hypericum Girls' School, and they were carrying standard leather bags.
One of them pointed at the gate of Pompeii Manor, attracting the attention of his companions.
"Is Viscount Pompey going to have guests?"
"Oh, have you forgotten Miss Rebecca from the second grade? She didn't listen to advice during the picnic and broke her leg while riding a horse...
I overheard my mother talking to her friends, and Viscount Pompey found her an excellent tutor, who is said to be a scholar at a public college."
Another female student showed a look of surprise and realization, and whispered:
“No wonder Mrs. Meghan has been in a bad mood in class recently, probably because she was not invited.”
"Hehe..."
Several female students covered their mouths and laughed.
At this time, a carriage slowly drove over and stopped at the gate of Pompeii Manor.
The coachman wearing a top hat got off the carriage and lifted the curtain.
A middle-aged woman in elegant clothes walked down, wearing a wide-brimmed hat on her head.
"Oh, it's Mrs. Youlai!"
The female student was surprised.
"I know her. She is a professor at Yellow Iris College and she also wrote the "Collection of Elk Poems"..."
"I just happened to read that book, it's so good!"
Several female students were talking in low voices.
"It's really enviable that Miss Rebecca can be taught by Mrs. Youlai."
"Who said her father is Viscount Pompeii..."
When the old butler Binoz saw the middle-aged woman get off the carriage, he walked forward with his head held high.
"Mrs. Youlai."
He saw the other party taking off his leather gloves and was about to kiss his hand.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman turned around and pulled open the curtain of the carriage again. In front of everyone's eyes, a tall and handsome young man walked out.
He was wearing a black suit, a short felt cape, and a black top hat.
He slowly got out of the carriage and looked around.
When he saw the group of female students, he gave a polite smile.
"Oh! Good Lord! Who is this gentleman?"
"He is so handsome..."
Butler Binoz was stunned.
I don’t know who this young man in front of me is. He came here in the same car with Mrs. Youlai.
Immediately, Binoz felt something heavy on his hand. He looked down and found that Madam Youlai had already handed him her hand.
“May the sun shine upon you, ma’am.”
He kissed the back of her fingers and gave a blessing.
When Mrs. Youlai put on her gloves again, Binoz looked at her in confusion.
"Excuse me, who is this?"
"Oh, this is my good friend, Mr. Jack."
Mrs. Youlai introduced Binoz.
The old butler nodded, shook hands with Chen Lun, and greeted him in a friendly manner.
"But... Madam Youlai, the Viscount invited you to dinner today."
Binoz said politely, emphasizing the word "alone" and pausing.
He guessed in his heart that this handsome and handsome boy might be Madam You Lai's lover.
But from what he knew, Madam Youlai would never be so rude. It was very likely that this pretty boy heard that she had been invited by Viscount Pompey and came over with a shameless face.
There are many people in the inner city who want to curry favor with Viscount Pompey.
"Oh, I don't think Viscount Pompey would mind."
Mrs. Youlai smiled.
Binoz felt unhappy and glanced at the black-haired young man inconspicuously.
The latter noticed his gaze sharply and responded with a polite smile.
"Madam Youlai, I believe you also know why Viscount Pompey invited you here..."
"Yes, I know that very well."
Mrs. Youlai interrupted Binozzi, made an apologetic gesture, and continued:
“That’s what Mr. Jack is here for.
I have been unwell for some time, and I am afraid I cannot be Miss Rebecca's tutor, but I recommend him."
"Him? This... gentleman!?"
Binoz looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Not to mention that he had never met this young man, let alone heard of his academic achievements. Just the fact that he looked and was his age did not seem like an outstanding scholar at all.
Even with Madam Youlai's recommendation, the Viscount would never agree.
"I will explain this matter to Viscount Pompey myself, Mr. Binozzi."
Madam Youlai said softly.
The old butler was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Follow me, both of you."
He and several maids led the way, leading Mrs. You Lai and Chen Lun into the manor.
The path extends deep into the manor, and the wide lawns on both sides are like grasslands, covering a large area.
Chen Lun walked and looked around with interest.
Based on the clues, he went to Yellow Iris College in advance to inquire about Madam Youlai's news, and waited at the door of her house. Finally, he used the hypnotic ability of the Siren Song to successfully get on the carriage.
A lot of energy was expended during this period.
In order to save time, he frequently used the hypnotic necklace, which also caused his sanity value to be less than half at this time.
Chen Lun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, enduring the dull pain in his head.
"Finally I'm in. The next step is how to convince Viscount Pompey to serve as a tutor for his daughter...
If all else fails, use the Sirens' song."
But he had a vague feeling that this matter was not that simple.
The manor was very large, and Binoz led the two of them for more than ten minutes before arriving at the door of the villa.
"You two, Viscount and Lady Pompey, and Miss Rebecca are waiting inside."
He pushed open the brown wooden door and extended his hand to open it.
"Come in."
"Thanks."
Mrs. Youlai nodded, thanked her, adjusted her wide-brimmed hat, and walked in.
Chen Lun followed closely behind, and nodded to Binoz when he passed by him.
The old butler looked at the young man calmly, but in his heart he was thinking about the scene in which he would be driven out by Viscount Pompey in a moment.
"Another whimsical guy."