The wife returned silently. Zhang Zhongquan appeared to be chatting about everything with the others at the table, but he was actually watching his wife's reaction out of the corner of his eye.
No need to say.
The communication wasn't too pleasant, undoubtedly.
"I said, don't go."
Detaching from the idle talk at the table, he spoke with an all-knowing stance.
"It's all your fault, isn't it?"
"My fault? Without me, would the money be returned?!"
Just a few days of truce and now they're turning on each other again. Zhang Zhongquan gritted his teeth in anger."
"Isn't there a more prudent way? Must we really offend the Fang Family? Even if you had communicated with them after reaching an agreement with Green Land, the relationship wouldn't be this stiff."
Zhang Zhongquan wanted to slam the table in frustration, but being mindful of his image to avoid becoming a laughingstock, he restrained his volume.
