Zhang Zhentian watched as his father's retreating figure grew distant, filled with shame. He thought to himself that after all these years, he had not been able to help his father with anything and had only caused him trouble time and again. It was tough on his father to keep fixing his messes. He truly hoped that one day he could be of help to his father instead of always being the one who required cleaning up after.
Zhang Zhentian understood what his father was thinking and decided to respect his decision. Now, he could only go and ask Xia Jing for her opinion.
"Knock, knock, knock." Persistent knocking sounds came, as Zhang Zhentian knocked on Xia Jing's door, but there was no response. He called Xia Jing, only to hear the ringtone sound inside the room but nobody picked up.
"Xia Jing, I know you're in there, open the door for me," Zhang Zhentian was getting a bit upset, "If you don't open the door, I'm going to kick it down."
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