Zhao Tiezhu, roused from sleep by the nanny, was somewhat groggy and had yet to come to his senses.
"Ah? That quick? What time is it now?"
The nanny replied in a low voice, "Mr. Zhao, it's 1 p.m. sharp now."
Hearing this, Zhao Tiezhu no longer hesitated, immediately went to the bathroom to wash his face, came to his senses, then quickly put on his clothes and ran downstairs.
When Zhao Tiezhu ran down to the ground floor, the villa was already packed with people, and as soon as Zhao Tiezhu stood firm, all eyes instantly turned to him.
Standing there in the center, Zhao Tiezhu felt somewhat unsettled, after all, being stared at by so many people was not a comfortable situation.
Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but scratch his head, inwardly grumbling a complaint.
It was just like when he was caught by the teacher in elementary school, and then everyone in the class was staring at him.