Pei Liyan got up, walked to the door, locked it directly, and returned to Qiao Rui saying, "Let's eat."
Qiao Rui chuckled softly, "Old Lin is going to be furious."
Pei Liyan said calmly, "That's his business. Interrupting others during dinner is inherently rude, and we have no reason to accommodate him."
"Well said." Qiao Rui continued eating. "We certainly have no obligation to see him."
"Eat quickly!" Pei Liyan smiled gently, "Who knows whether he might break in?"
"If he dares to do so, even his heart medicine won't save him." Qiao Rui said indifferently.
Pei Liyan was momentarily stunned, then laughed along. "You, I wouldn't doubt you could make him spit blood in rage."
"That's his lack of patience." Qiao Rui gave him some food, "Eat, you haven't had much yet!"
She was enjoying the spicy hot pot, it was really satisfying.
Spice can indeed dispel a thousand woes.
Outside, Elder Lin, accompanied by four bodyguards, was already waiting at the door.