Zhuo Xiangnan's lips always held a faint smile, and although he listened to Frank's words, he never seemed able to muster any interest.
Frank noticed the indifferent smile on Zhuo Xiangnan's face, evidently showing little interest in his words, but he didn't lose heart. He chuckled to himself and stored Zhuo Xiangnan's disinterested attitude in his memory.
Frank changed the subject, steering the conversation in another direction since Zhuo Xiangnan was willing to accompany him.
Afterward, when their talk had ended, Zhuo Xiangnan escorted Frank to the door. Once he turned around to return to the room, he found that someone had already arrived.
"When did you get here?" Zhuo Xiangnan walked over and sat opposite Zhuo Xiangqiao.
"Just as you were sending him off at the door," Zhuo Xiangqiao casually picked up the tea from the table and took a gentle sip.
"Have you been next door all this time?" Zhuo Xiangnan raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao.
