Ever since Chi Xiaoyu came here, she has always considered this place as her home.
So, everything here, the layout of the hall, including her bedroom and the children's bedrooms, all the decorations and furnishings.
Things like curtains, carpets, and bedding were all handpicked by her, carefully selected and bought.
Some were even made by her own hands.
Just like the sheet the maid was throwing away at the moment, it was specially ordered by her, with the bed skirt sewn by herself.
She poured her heart and soul into them, and now this maid threw them away without consulting her, she was particularly shocked.
"Ma'am, this is…" the maid looked panicked, ready to explain.
Yeh Cangqiong soon provided the answer, "I asked them to throw these away, all this bedding is old, I'm replacing it all with new ones."
"How could it be old? We've used it for less than three months!"
Yeh Cangqiong furrowed his brow slightly, "Three months is enough, let's change it!"
