When Meng Qianqian stepped out from behind the screen, everyone in the room was stunned.
They all knew their young lady was beautiful, yet she still managed to astonish them deeply every single time.
Nanny Wan exclaimed, "Oh heavens, if I were the groom…"
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Madam Du let out a loud cough.
"Come on, come on! Let's get to work!" Nanny Hu hurriedly dragged Nanny Wan outside, lest she spouted more shocking and unfiltered words.
The Perfect Matron and the makeup artist had arrived early. Forget the Perfect Matron for now; the makeup artist had once served the noblewomen in the Imperial Palace. She had seen countless beauties, but a natural grace like Meng Qianqian's was a rarity among rarities.
Especially as Meng Qianqian possessed a uniquely serene and composed aura in her gaze.
Nanny Li addressed the Perfect Matron and the makeup artist, "We'll have to trouble you both today."
