Jiang Feng knew the disastrous outcome of the matchmaking dinner as soon as he came out of the kitchen.
It had not worked out.
In Comrade Zheng Siyuan's heart, watching a movie with his blind date was less important than going back to make another batch of pastries.
Zheng Da was very sad.
He had been very sad from the moment Zheng Siyuan resolutely put on his coat, didn't look back, and strode away from Taifeng Building.
He had never realized so profoundly that, with his son's stubbornness, dying alone was not going to be a problem.
He feared he would never get to hold his own grandchildren in this lifetime.
When Jiang Feng came out, Zheng Da had already begun pondering what had made his son, who had been indifferent to others and somewhat irritating since childhood, become the unbearable person he was today.