"Uncle, I’m so sorry, Zhentian is not here with !" Xia Jing felt very apologetic, knowing her words during the day were too hurtful, causing Zhang Zhentian not to go ho. She felt very sorry for Old Master Zhang: "Uncle, I’m sorry, if it weren’t for my argunt with Zhentian, he wouldn’t still be out so late, and if it weren’t for my argunt with Zhentian, you wouldn’t be worried about him so late at night!"
Old Master Zhang didn’t know what to say; he asked Xia Jing, "Xia Jing, can you tell Uncle why you quarreled with Zhentian?"
"Uncle, you’re not an outsider, so I’ll tell you! I called your house last night, but no one answered. I could understand that because I thought Zhentian might be busy. But when I called his cell phone later, he answered just as soon, didn’t even give a chance to speak, started cursing, and ntioned sothing about Li Jiayuan, so..." Xia Jing was not reserved at all and spoke frankly to Old Master Zhang about the reason for her argunt with Zhang Zhentian.
Old Master Zhang felt a bit awkward upon hearing this. He tried to persuade Xia Jing, "Xia Jing, don’t be mad. Maybe this is just a misunderstanding?"
Xia Jing thought Old Master Zhang was trying to defend Zhang Zhentian and imdiately said to him, "Uncle, don’t defend him. I’ve told Zhentian a long ti ago not to contact Li Jiayuan, but he turned a deaf ear to , called her the sa night we made up. Can you say I wouldn’t be mad?"
Hearing Xia Jing’s words, Old Master Zhang suddenly understood why Xia Jing had argued with Zhang Zhentian. It was all because of the phone call. He felt quite awkward about it and, after thinking for a while, decided to tell Xia Jing the truth. He didn’t want Xia Jing to argue with Zhang Zhentian over this.
"Ahem, Xia Jing, listen to Uncle. Actually, the reason no one answered the phone last night wasn’t that Zhentian was busy, but because..."
Before Old Master Zhang could finish, Xia Jing interrupted him, saying, "Uncle, I knew it was because he was talking to Li Jiayuan instead of answering the phone."
Old Master Zhang didn’t know how to describe Xia Jing. He thought to himself: The saying is indeed true, people in love really have negative IQ!
"Xia Jing, you really misunderstood. Can you calm down and listen to Uncle finish?"
"Uncle, go ahead, I’m listening."
"Xia Jing, the reason no one answered the phone last night was that Li Jiayuan called and frightened both Zhentian and , so I told Aunt Xu not to answer any calls, no matter who it was. That’s why no one answered when you called. It’s not because they were talking to Li Jiayuan. Please believe Uncle!"
Xia Jing suddenly didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t expected things to be this way. She even thought: If that’s really the case, then was Zhentian cursing because Li Jiayuan was bothering him, so when I called, Zhentian also thought it was Li Jiayuan? If that’s the case, didn’t I wrong Zhentian?
Xia Jing slapped her forehead and said to Old Master Zhang, "Uncle, don’t worry, I think I know where Zhentian is. You rest early, I’ll go find him now."
"Alright, be safe on the way," Old Master Zhang said to Xia Jing.
Xia Jing acknowledged and hung up the phone, changed her shoes quickly, and ran out in a hurry.
Old Master Zhang breathed a sigh of relief hearing the phone hang up. He was glad he told the truth, otherwise Zhentian might have quarreled with Xia Jing for a long ti over this.
"Perhaps you always feel that everything your mom and dad do is unfair to you, but you never know what price they’ve paid because they’ve been so vulnerable. Every step they take is harder than others; they’re rcenaries, seen as ruthless killers in others’ eyes.
But they’ve never given up their profession, no matter what path they end up on, or if they’ve experienced repeated heartbreaks, in his inner world, he desires that kind of happy life. He never envisioned how his family would face such an outco, and everything he once exchanged was so heartbreaking, but did he ultimately give up? No, he knew he had no reason to give up.
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