When Wang Fang received Chen Wei'er's call, she felt a bit scared at first. Wang Fang was afraid to hear rejection. This was Wang Fang's only way out.
"Pack up today and bring your child over then. I'll send you the location. Try not to bring too many things. They already have everything."
The people who lived in Dongting Lake Villa were either wealthy or powerful. They would rather provide the materials for the servants than let them bring their own. After all, the item might be different from the style at home.
Insisting on bringing the things might only provoke the ire of the employers.
Although it was a little discriminatory, it was the reality.
People with distinct ways of living were definitely different.
Moreover, the other party was the employer, so naturally, they had to be prioritized. Nevertheless, Chen Wei'er didn't say it out loud.
"I don't have much, just some things for the child," Wang Fang said excitedly.
