The past couple of days, there have been very few people in the villa. Even the soldier cook disappears after making meals. She could guess that Long Lingli must have lost something important, otherwise, he wouldn't have mobilized everyone like this.
Oh well, whatever he lost, it has nothing to do with her anyway.
When she returned to the bedroom, she felt something was off. Though there shouldn't be any random people here, she had developed a habit over the years to close the door behind her when she went out.
But now, the door was open—rather, it was slightly ajar, leaving a small gap. She touched her head, thinking she must have forgotten to close it, maybe her sister's call had unsettled her, making her forget to shut the door.
She reached out to push the door open and entered the bedroom. As usual, she sat down on the sofa and grabbed her milk cup to gulp it down.
