For quite a while, Situ Wanying, who sat on the sofa with Zhao Tiezhu, didn't say another word either.
This made the atmosphere in the living room become even colder.
As for why Zuo Rong wasn't talking, the reason was simple, he wasn't here.
Usually, Zuo Rong was very busy. Although he had canceled all his visits, dinner parties, and meetings today to entertain Zhao Tiezhu,
there were still some matters that needed his personal attention.
If he didn't handle them himself, it would probably lead to some big trouble.
So, after Zuo Rong had given Zhao Tiezhu a brief introduction of the situation, he went straight to the study upstairs to start working on his own affairs.
Thus, there was the situation where Zhao Tiezhu and Situ Wanying sat in the living room in silence, neither one speaking.
Soon, Zhao Tiezhu's fruit plate was empty, and he then commenced his attack on the other fruits.
While enjoying the fruits, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but marvel to himself.