Sheng Jianan finished washing up and went downstairs, seeing Mrs. Zhang tidying up the dishes. His gaze swept around but didn't catch sight of Tang Yanqi, prompting Sheng Jianan to frown: "Where is she?"
"Young Master, Young Madam said she had class this morning and has already gone to school."
Sheng Jianan glanced at his watch; it was not even eight o'clock yet. If he remembered correctly, even if Tang Yanqi had class in the morning, the earliest one started at ten.
"How long has she been gone?"
"Just about ten minutes."
Mrs. Zhang paused briefly before continuing: "Young Master, Young Madam didn't drive, it's likely not easy to call a taxi around here. Do you think..."
Before Mrs. Zhang could finish, Sheng Jianan had already sat down at the dining table, with an expression that seemed to say, "What does it matter to me if she has a ride or not?"
