What on earth is "Young Madam"? When did a stranger come into her home?
Song Weiyi, struggling against the discomfort pervading her body, took a vase from nearby and quietly made her way toward the door.
After opening the door, to her surprise, she saw a middle-aged woman outside, smiling at her through the crack in the door.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Song Weiyi's eyes widened.
"Madam, you're up? The master told me to start today, in charge of cleaning the house and cooking. My last name is Wang."
Song Weiyi furrowed her brows, vaguely remembering that Pei Yibai had mentioned it, but she hadn't expected this auntie to come by today.
"Madam, are you hungry? You didn't touch the lunch I made, shall I make you something else now? What would you like to eat?" Auntie Wang's polite voice reached Song Weiyi's ears.
