Chu Dazhuang stood there, watching the lively conversation take place, and paused for a moment. Primarily because Chu Dazhuang also began to respond, he realized that the lively discussion of the household had nothing to do with him. So, after this thought, Chu Dazhuang paused deliberately and then continued to glance at Zhang Liang, exchanging glances with him and the others. Thereupon, Chu Dazhuang steadied himself and quietly stepped out the door.
In the room, Zhen Lanlan saw Chu Dazhuang leaving and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up in a smile. Although she had met Chu Dazhuang and knew something of his skills, deep down, Zhen Lanlan still looked down on him.
After all, how could a farmer compare with the prestigious Zhang Family from the capital?
Zhen Lanlan was full of self-confidence, used to the mockery and disdain she felt for people like Chu Dazhuang. In her eyes, Chu Dazhuang was suitable only as a pawn, someone she could use to achieve her own goals.
