Chapter 1153: Sealed Invitation (1/2)
”Welcome to our new home sweeeeeet hoooooooome~” Wei Lan twirled in delight inside the front hall of her new mansion. She looked like an excited little girl as she spun around. Then she suddenly stopped and became fierce as she strutted like the former model that she was before striking an alluring pose at the foot of the grand staircase.
Randy was ready and snapped several photos of her from different angles. ”Beautiful! Stunning!”
Wei Lan stopped posing and checked the photos Randy took. ”Ooooh! I like thiiiiiiis one and thaaaaaaat one. Ugh! What is thaaaaat?! Delete thaaaaaaat horror! Edit the ones I chose, Raaaaaaandy doll. Make sure to smooooooth out the wrinkles, okaaaaay? So uglyyyyyyy!”
”What wrinkles? All I see is an elegant and beautiful vizcondesa who looks as young as your daughter, Miss Xiulan.”
”Oh, yoooooouuuuu!” She gave the Zumba instructor a playful smack on his muscled arm. Then she turned to face the large decorative mirror to check out her reflection. She smiled, extremely pleased at what she was seeing. ”Indeed, sooooooo many people have been telling me lately that my daughter and I looooooook like sisters!”
”Do you want me to post these photos on your local blog and on Snappygram too, Vizcondesa?” Randy asked.
”Yes! Think up a smart-sounding status for meeeeeee. Okay, Raaaaaandy doll?”
”No problem, Vizcondesa.”
While the two were preoccupied with creating the perfect status update to show off the new mansion, Yi Mei was directing the movers and the younger penthouse staff where to put the rest of Wei Lan's countless wardrobe items. These were basically the only things that Wei Lan brought from her daughter's penthouse to her new home. Almost everything in the mansion was newly bought from the furniture to the appliances and were all already set up by her interior design team before the official move today.
It wasn't Yi Mei's job to help out Wei Lan in her move today but the old housekeeper had surprisingly grown a bit attached to Wei Lan ever since the woman started temporarily living in her daughter's penthouse. Wei Lan was still narcissistic as always but her toxic personality had improved by leaps and bounds compared to how she had been prior to getting married to her new husband, the Spanish viscount. As long as Wei Lan didn't give trouble to the Young Miss Xiulan—no, she was the new Young Madam Jin now—Yi Mei didn't mind helping out the woman as needed.
”Yi Meeeeeeeei~” Wei Lan called.
”Yes, Vizcondesa,” the old housekeeper replied and headed to where Wei Lan and Randy were hanging out by the staircase. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]
”Are you suuuuuuuuure that you don't want to come with meeeeeeeee here? Look! My mansion is sooooooooo much biiiiiiiiiigger and beeeeeeeetter than my daughter's penthouse!”
”Thank you for your offer, Vizcondesa. I appreciate it. Really, I do. But this humble housekeeper is already so old. This mansion is too big that my old bones won't be able to keep up working here. Young Miss Xiulan—I mean the Young Madam's penthouse is where I've already grown comfortable after working there for years.”
Wei Lan pouted and sighed in a dramatic manner. ”Fine! This vizcondesa has a biiiiiiiig heart so I won't force yoooooooouuuu if you don't want to leave thaaaaaaat little penthouse.”
'What little? The penthouse occupies the entire two top-most floors of the condominium building. There are families struggling to fit everyone in a small box of an apartment and yet this tone-deaf woman calls a massive luxury penthouse in the city little?'
Yi Mei fought the urge to roll her eyes. Fortunately, her decades of experience as a professional housekeeper gave her the ability to maintain a neutral expression regardless of her true thoughts and emotions inside.
Then Wei Lan added, ”I just wiiiiiiiish that my next housekeeper is as goooooood as you, Yi Meeeeeeei.”
Yi Mei's mood improved after hearing the praise. She made a little bow before excusing herself to continue directing the movers.