Dinner time.
Mrs. Feng glanced at her watch a few times—it was already 6:30 PM.
Normally at this time, her husband would have been back already.
Today, he hadn't come back nor had he called to inform.
It seemed that he wasn't coming back for dinner.
Mrs. Feng did not dare to call and ask, so she served dinner to Qiao Rui first.
Only Qiao Rui sat at the dining table.
She asked, "Didn't the master say when he would come back?"
"No," replied Mrs. Feng.
"Then did he mention not coming back for dinner?" Qiao Rui asked again.
"No," Mrs. Feng repeated. "In the past, he would always notify us in advance."
Qiao Rui paused, thought for a while, and then said, "Then let's wait a bit longer."
"Madam, aren't you hungry?" Mrs. Feng checked her watch again—it was going to be 7 PM soon.
Qiao Rui replied, "I'm a bit hungry, but if we don't wait, I'm afraid your master will get angry, and I really can't afford to offend him!"
Mrs. Feng: "...."