"Huh?"
Zhang Xiao tilted his head back and stared blankly at the enormous Christmas tree in the central courtyard. It was ten meters tall.
Christmas lights wound around it in loop after loop, while glittering "snowflakes," bells, and dolls dotted its branches.
There was even a tiny star perched right at the top. If his eyesight hadn't been so good, he would almost have missed it.
All of that counted as normal Christmas tree decoration, but the other things...
Looking at the distinctly Chinese copper coins, gold ingots, agates, and other ornaments hanging from the branches, Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched twice.
What kind of bizarre imagination did it take to stitch a money tree and a Christmas tree together?!
"Dad, this... this Christmas tree is pretty unique, huh!"
Zhang Chengdao gave him a sidelong look.
"You think I don't know? The tree was too big, and we ran out of decorations, so I had to improvise.
"Britain's economy finally picked up a little this year. Christmas had been pretty penny-pinching these past few years.
"Then demand suddenly exploded this year. Those Christmas tree sellers stocked up based on sales from the last two years, and now all of London is short of Christmas trees, never mind decorations.
"I had no choice but to use these to fill the gaps."
Li Qingshu pressed her lips together, struggling not to laugh.
"Mm-yes, it's very... very unique. Thank you for all your hard work, darling."
She raised her wrist to check the time. "It's about time. Let's wait over by the foyer. They should be here soon."
Before long, a BMW stopped outside the gates. Mr. Granger leaned out from the driver's seat, staring in surprise at the sprawling Chinese-style courtyard residence.
He clearly hadn't expected to find a home like this in