Bang!
A heavy wooden door slammed shut with such explosive force that the violent echo reverberated through the entire upper hallway.
Hearing the commotion, Feng Lan stepped out of her master bedroom, followed closely by Jiang Lukang, who had been drawn out of his study by the noise.
"What on earth is going on out here?" Feng Lan demanded, looking sternly at the three figures standing near the staircase.
"Chinan is throwing another childish tantrum. I will go talk to him and calm him down right now." Jiang Yanna quickly intervened, offering a sweet, dutiful smile. "Dad, Mom, Eldest Brother, Sister Meixia, you all go ahead down to the dining room. I will join you in a moment."
"He is already sixteen years old and still acting like a toddler." Jiang Lukang frowned, shaking his head in deep irritation as he looked at Feng Lan. "You really need to spend some time talking sense into him."
"Hmm... I will speak with him later." Feng Lan muttered, her expression tightening.
