My intention was to flip the table as soon as I got up there, but when I saw my parents' smiling faces, I couldn't do it.
Flipping the table would have been easy, but I hadn't yet figured out how to deal with the aftermath.
Plus, the smiling faces of my parents made me somewhat reluctant to wipe away their smiles so abruptly.
So, I held back.
And I held back for the entire meal.
Possibly, He Cong had pinned down that my parents were my weakness, which is why he brought them over.
That's really despicable.
I might not say it now, but I'll find the right moment to tell them.
The meal passed with mixed flavors, He Cong put down his glass and sighed deeply, "Ah."
My dad immediately asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Cong, why the sigh?"
"Work hasn't been going well, I've been demoted."
"Ah." My parents sat upright, their voices filled with concern, "How could that happen?"