This nanny was somewhat different. The crow's feet at the corner of her eyes deepened when she saw Yun Qian Meng. She had watched the Young Miss grow up in front of her eyes and felt that the child was pitiful.
For Yun Qian Meng, she knew this woman as Nanny Yang. No one else called her real name and the older woman never offered. Qian Meng wasn't one to pry, so she had never probed for more information.
"Please have a full meal today," the older woman rasped as she led Qian Meng to the living room. Qian Meng looked at the Nanny with a small smile, disappointment flashing in her eyes.
Didn't she always try? It just seemed that no matter how hungry she was, her hunger disappeared when she ate here.
Qian Meng didn't reply. The living room was brightly lit and grandly decorated. It reeked of people who loved to show off their money.
