The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 196 - How Could She Become Li Juefeng's Mistress 2

“Ah?” Housekeeper Tong was once again taken aback. “Miss Gu, your family must be quite well-off, right? Which family’s Young Lady are you? How could…”

She stopped mid-sentence, nervously glancing around, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes becoming more pronounced.

Gu Xiaoai paused her sketching hand.

She understood what Housekeeper Tong was implying. How could a Young Lady from a prestigious family end up as Li Juefeng’s mistress, willingly falling from grace?

Young Ladies from high society would never demean themselves…

But she was no longer a Young Lady, she was nothing.

The light in Gu Xiaoai’s eyes dimmed as she looked at her sketch. Long periods without practice had taken their toll; even a simple sketch was now distorted.

Just like herself, having not been a Young Lady for so long, the aura had faded from her.

Realizing her mistake, Housekeeper Tong quickly tried to make amends, “I’m sorry, Miss Gu. I tend to speak my mind. But really, it doesn’t matter if a family is wealthy or not; in front of the Li Family, even those from high society are like stray cats and dogs…”

Gu Xiaoai, initially feeling downcast, found herself amused by this remark.

The Li Family was powerful and influential, untouchable even in Europe. Li Juefeng, as the Young Master of the Li Family, was arrogant and domineering, which seemed natural to many.

“Housekeeper Tong, your words are quite sharp,” Gu Xiaoai said with a smile.

“But Mr. Li is different from the rest of the Li Family…”

“It’s been too long since I last sketched; it’s not very good.” Gu Xiaoai handed over the finished sketch. “Different how?”

Mr. Li different from the Li Family?

Wasn’t Li Juefeng just the arrogant Young Master molded by the Li Family?

“Nothing, nothing…” Housekeeper Tong shook her head, choosing not to continue, and took the sketch from her.

The sketch depicted a middle-aged woman, honest, kind, and amiable, with bright eyes. The fine wrinkles outlined a three-dimensional sense of wear and tear, a feeling of time’s sedimentation…

Housekeeper Tong stared at the sketch for a long time, then repeatedly praised, “It’s really me… you captured my spirit.”

Captured her spirit?

Was that a compliment? Why did it sound so odd?

“As long as you like it,” Gu Xiaoai managed a smile, gathered her drawing tools, and left.

A fragrant aroma wafted from the direction of the dining room, rich and authentic.

Gu Xiaoai felt invigorated by the scent and quickly ran inside…