Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaohao turned and entered the villa.
"Son-in-law, the meal is ready, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Sun have already dined, and the young lady has not come down yet," Sister Zhou kindly reminded Zhang Xiaohao upon seeing him.
"Mhm, I know," Zhang Xiaohao responded, pulled out a chair, and began to eat.
After the meal, Zhang Xiaohao walked into the kitchen, and under the astonished gaze of Sister Zhou, he picked up the ingredients from the refrigerator and started cooking skillfully...
Shortly after, a delicate and fragrant dish of red braised beef was ready.
Zhang Xiaohao ladled a bowl of rice and carried the dish upstairs.
He tried the doorknob, the room was locked.
His mind stirred, and Soul Power radiated from his brain, probing into the room.
There was no one in the outer room, and the Soul Power moved into the inner room.
The inner room was like a sealed cage, curtains drawn, pitch-black.
