Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment. She held the cleaning cloth in a daze and stood in front of the door, looking at the small, dark room that was slightly ajar.
As she thought about how the door was not locked, the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Jiang Ruolan put down the cloth and quickly went to pick up the phone. It was Sister Yanmei.
"Hello, Young Madam, I hurriedly asked for leave last night, and today I just remembered that I had cleaned the small room under the stairs a few days ago. I had opened the door of the room with a spare key, but I forgot to lock it. I remember Young Master once said that the items in the room were very important, but since I couldn't read, he allowed me to come in to clean it up occasionally."
Jiang Ruolan was surprised before saying, "Don't worry, Zihao won't scold people casually. All right, I understand. I will help you lock the door."
