Emerging from the bathroom, only Mrs. Zhang remained in the living room, busily cleaning up the mess on the floor.
Seeing Zhou Mingchen approach, she quickly stood up, "Sir, are you all right?"
"Where's Xia Lu?"
"Oh... the madam and lady went upstairs, they probably went to the lady's room..." Mrs. Zhang whispered softly, relieved she had called Madame over in time, given Zhou Mingchen's troubled expression.
It seemed that this time, Madame would not be at a disadvantage.
"Well, you don't need to clean here anymore; go back to your room and rest. Let Madame clean it herself tomorrow."
Zhou Mingchen turned and ascended the stairs, while Mrs. Zhang sighed helplessly, "Such a large house, and not hiring a maid to clean, how could Madame possibly do such heavy work."
It reminded her of her early days here, when Xia Lu was always tidying up the room like a paid cleaner, truly, being a wealthy housewife was not easy.