Game of Chess

"Since Uncle Zheng is not angry anymore, then you should smile more. It's not good for your health to always keep such a long face!" Qiao Mei said with a big smile.

"Who says that I'm not angry anymore! How can you make sweeping statements on your own! It has nothing to do with you whether I'm angry or not. Just get out! I won't be angry as long as the two of you don't appear in front of me!" Zheng Su said.

Qiao Mei pursed her lips unhappily. What a difficult old man to deal with! How did Zheng Yuan endure it until now? It must be hard for Zheng Peng to grow up in such a family.

Xia Zhe felt that he had not lived up to Zheng Su's expectations of him and had let Zheng Su down. Although he felt that he made the right decision to marry Qiao Mei, he was still unable to face Zheng Su squarely. Zheng Su had such high expectations of him and he could understand how Zheng Su felt now.

"Qiao Mei, let's go back," Xia Zhe whispered.