Considering the hostile servant's disrespectful attitude just now, Qiao Meixia would not be at all surprised if someone tried to slip into her room to rummage through her things while she was away.
A locked door was a simple, effective precaution.
She then walked down the hallway toward the formal dining room. When she arrived, she discovered that the entire family was already seated at the grand table and had already begun eating their meal without her.
Feng Lan, who still appeared deeply dissatisfied and resentful about the confrontation that had happened earlier in the afternoon, merely shot her a cold, venomous glare before turning away to tend to Jiang Yanna without saying a single word.
