On the way, Cheng Shi gave Tang Xiaowan a brief introduction to the people of Mei Garden.
Who arrived early, the oldest ones with special skills, daily life, and which people were responsible for the yard management, and who was the most favored by the old lady, and what their names were.
It was only a two-minute walk from the second-floor wardrobe to the first-floor hall. Despite Cheng Shi's fast speech, Tang Xiaowan remembered everything.
At the stairway entrance, she paused, fixing her hair.
"Does this look okay?"
With a graceful figure and a delicate, powdered face, even her angry voice was soft, sweet, and adorable; such playful charm would make any man's heart flutter.
Cheng Shi calmly replied, "Very good."
"Ah, mainly because I didn't sleep well last night, forgot to put something on my face, and left in such a hurry, really a bad move."
"Miss, don't be nervous, we are all family here."
Tang Xiaowan pursed her lips and nodded.
