The steward backed away two steps this time, his face full of caution.
"Young Madam, it's nearly dawn, you should head upstairs and rest."
Having successfully scared the steward, Ming Mei easily smiled and nodded, "Alright, I'm going upstairs, you go about your own business."
"Yes..."
Ming Mei walked upstairs, and after rounding the corner, she stopped, quietly peering around the wall to glance downstairs.
The steward was standing downstairs, unmoving, frowning, apparently thinking about something.
Ming Mei took one look, then retreated back upstairs.
It seemed the steward really had caught on to something, although... probably not much.
It didn't matter, as long as she hadn't done anything, even if he knew someone had broken into the Kang family home, she'd be able to wash her hands off cleanly.
She just had to be more careful in the future.
...
On the second day, Kang Chen was still nowhere to be found at home.
