1novels Chapter 236 The Zhang family's lineage has ended!
Chapter 236 The Zhang family's lineage has ended!
What?
Has my son finally come to his senses?
Mr. and Mrs. Zhang exchanged a glance and instantly became excited, their eyes widening and their faces beaming with joy, as if saying, "Thank God, the Zhang family is about to prosper!"
But after realizing it...
The thought of the word "just now" made Old Zhang's heart skip a beat.
Old Zhang's wife also realized what was happening, and her face froze.
Just now.......
Which one just now?
Just now while watching TV?
The temperature in the living room seemed to drop ten degrees instantly.
The elderly couple's smiles vanished instantly.
Could it be...?
No! It can't be!
"Chengcheng..."
Old Zhang's voice was trembling, and he almost crushed the remote control in his hand.
"You just said... you just fell for someone?"
"Who is that person...?"
He was praying frantically in his heart: Please, it's not the one on TV!
Even if you say you like Nayoung, Dad will sell everything he owns to help you get to know her!
Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and said apologetically:
"Dad, I want to pursue Jiang Baizhi! I like Jiang Baizhi!"
The air in the living room seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the occasional chirping of cicadas outside the window sounded as if it had been muted.
The remote control in Old Zhang's hand clattered onto the table, and he swayed unsteadily, only managing to avoid collapsing on the spot by holding onto the sofa armrest.
His cloudy old eyes were now wide open, bigger than cowbells, staring intently at his own son, Zhang Cheng.
"Who? Who did you say you wanted to chase?!"
Old Zhang's voice trembled like a leaf falling in the wind.
Zhang Cheng straightened his back and overcame his shyness.
His eyes were filled with a fervor and determination he had never shown in twenty-eight years.
He pointed to Jiang Baizhi on the television screen, who was facing the camera with a slight nod, her beauty almost otherworldly:
"It's her, Jiang Baizhi!"
"Dad, I've lived for twenty-eight years, and this is the first time I've known what it means to fall in love at first sight."
"I feel like all the buildings I designed in the first half of my life were wasted; only this one is the most perfect work of architectural art!"
"I like her! I like your student, Jiang Baizhi!"
Click!
That was the sound of his heart breaking.
It was the sound of smoke rising from the Zhang family's ancestral graves... no, it was the sound of the ancestral graves on fire!
Old Zhang was completely petrified, slumped on the sofa, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
In that instant, countless terrifying images flashed through his mind:
His son, holding roses, knelt before Jiang Bai and proposed.
Jiang Bai sneered, took off her high heels, revealing her fleshy body, and swung Zhang Cheng around like a windmill on the spot.
Then, in a cheerful tone, they sang:
Let's pick up the soap together!
Pick up the front, then the back~
Picking and picking~ Picking and picking~
I found a great bar of soap!
"No!! Absolutely not!!"
Old Zhang suddenly let out a fierce roar and jumped up from the sofa. His voice was so loud that it almost shattered the motion sensor light downstairs.
Zhang Cheng was so frightened by his father's violent reaction that he shrank back.
Thinking it was his fault, his expression instantly dimmed, and his voice became hoarse with a hint of self-consciousness:
"Dad...I understand."
"You think I'm not good enough for her, right?"
He lowered his head, looking at his hands that had held drawing pens for years, and gave a wry smile:
"That's true. I'm already twenty-eight this year. Although I'm a lead designer at the design institute, my achievements are indeed a joke compared to a genius like Miss Jiang."
"She's only eighteen; her future stage is the stars and the sea."
"And I... am just a corporate slave who stays up all night drawing in Shanghai."
"I truly am not good enough for her..."
Old Zhang was extremely anxious when he saw his son looking dejected and doubting himself!
Is it a question of whether they are a good match or not?
That's a matter of "gender"!
It's a problem of "species"!
Old Zhang's face turned purple from holding it in. He waved his hand and stammered:
"no!"
"It's not about future prospects or whether you're a good fit! It has nothing to do with your design institute!"
I've heard that...
Zhang Cheng suddenly raised his head, a flame of "hope" rekindling in his eyes, and grabbed Old Zhang's arm:
"Why is that, Dad? As long as you don't think I'm useless, I have confidence!"
"If I work hard, I can win international awards, and I can open a company in Kyoto so I can be with her!"
"Tell me, why won't it work?"
Looking at his son's fanatical expression that seemed to say, "I'd blow up a bunker for love," Old Zhang's lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't bring himself to tell him the truth.
What did he say?
Could it be that:
Son, wake up! That's Jiang Bai, your father's student!
That's your half-brother!
There might be some unshaven leg hair hidden under his skirt!
If you two really get together, our family line will have to be changed to a "fencing club"!
If he were to say this aloud, Old Zhang would feel that this day next year would be the anniversary of his and his son's death.
Besides, his son wouldn't believe him; he'd just think it was an excuse or a way to brush him off.
Even he himself took a long time to accept that the lively, cute, and beautiful girl on stage was Jiang Bai, that brat.
No, I need to find a reason!
"Um...this...uh..."
Old Zhang's eyes darted around frantically, and finally, he steeled himself, deciding to sacrifice his son's pride to preserve the family's genes:
"You're not good enough! You're no good at anything!"
Zhang Cheng was stunned: "Huh?"
Old Zhang started making things up, pointing his finger at Zhang Cheng and beginning to berate him:
"Look at you, you're twenty-eight and have never been in a relationship. That means you have low emotional intelligence!"
Do you sometimes grind your teeth while sleeping?
"Could a fairy like Miss Jiang tolerate something like this from you?"
"And also, your feet stink... Yes! Your feet stink! What if they offend someone?"
Zhang Cheng looked completely bewildered: "Dad, I don't grind my teeth, and my feet don't smell..."
"If I say you have it, then you have it!"
"Do I really have that? So, that's what I am..."
Zhang Cheng was heartbroken as he listened to his father's accusations, one after another.
So, in my dad's eyes, I'm actually a useless person with low emotional intelligence, who grinds his teeth, and has smelly feet?
"Waaah..."
Zhang Cheng clutched his chest, feeling as if he had been riddled with bullets.
But he was, after all, a twenty-eight-year-old adult, and after a brief period of self-isolation, an extremely terrifying fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.
"Dad, I understand."
Zhang Cheng stood up, his eyes so deep they seemed to be looking to join the Party:
"You're trying to motivate me this way, to let me know that I'm far from perfect, right?"
Old Zhang: "Huh?!"
"It's okay!"
"I can learn to be emotionally intelligent, and I can get my teeth-grinding treated at the dentist!"
Zhang Cheng clenched his fist tightly. "For Bai Zhi, I'm willing to reinvent myself!"
Old Zhang: "......."
The Zhang family line has finally ended!