"So this is how it is. Your life really has meaning!"
I listened to my father's words. He had eaten more tonight than ever before. He thought to himself that as long as his old dad agreed to them being together, everything would be much easier. Yet here he was, enjoying the mouthwatering meal, while Xia Jing was on her way to the UK, rushing around.
I held back again and again. Day and night, he thought about going to Xia Jing's house to find her. He wanted to ask her why she was still angry. Why hadn't she made a single phone call? Even if Xia Jing wasn't going to call him, surely if he called her, she should pick up!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't understand how Xia Jing was avoiding even answering his calls. He figured she must still be angry, so Zhang Zhentian made several more calls to Xia Jing.
