Stressed

The next day, the family of three ate their breakfast with an awkward atmosphere. Lu Qiang, being an intelligent child that he is, noticed the tension between his parents. He observed them with a concerned look while eating his breakfast. 

What is it this time? Why are his parents fighting again? They just made up a few days ago, isn't it?

"I'll go to the company first. I have a lot of urgent stuff to do this morning. Thanks for the food." Xiu Mei declared after putting down her utensils. She gave a quick forehead kiss to Lu Qiang before leaving, completely ignoring Lu Chen.

Lu Qiang glanced at the barely eaten food of his mother and to his father whose movements stopped after his mother left the dining table. 

Seeing his father's grave expression, he bowed down his head and continued eating. While eating, he wondered if he should call his grandmother to help his parents make up.