Qiao Meixia glanced coldly one last time at the unpleasant, sullen expressions on Feng Lan's and Jiang Yanna's faces before silently turning around and following Butler Jun.
As they walked down the upper-floor corridor, Qiao Meixia spoke up, her voice dropping to a calm, direct tone.
"Butler Jun, give me the key to my room." Qiao Meixia said.
Butler Jun had already fully anticipated this exact request from her. He reached into his vest pocket, retrieved a polished silver key, and handed it over to her securely.
"I want the spare key as well." Qiao Meixia added, her voice completely flat and expressionless.
"But Miss Qiao, according to standard household safety protocol, someone from the staff should always keep the spare key for emergency and maintenance purposes." Butler Jun explained hesitantly, pausing outside her door.
