At Mei Garden's main bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Wang Meijuan had taken out all the items from Tang Xiaowan's suitcase.
She put the clothes in the wardrobe, the cosmetics on the dressing table, and even categorized and organized the 20 pairs of different styled shoes and corresponding socks in the shoe cabinet.
In just 20 minutes, the walk-in closet was transformed anew.
When Tang Xiaowan returned after finishing her meal, Wang Meijuan was filling the bathtub with water.
The timing was neither too early nor too late, just perfect.
Tang Xiaowan had been staying at Li Garden for almost a month, and the meticulous care from Nanny Chen had made her feel warmly welcomed. Unexpectedly, the young Wang Meijuan was even more attentive to detail.
She looked at the neatly aligned towels and the toothbrushes and combs facing the same direction, and curiously asked, "Meijuan, were you a soldier before?"
The abrupt question somewhat surprised Wang Meijuan.
