Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 380: Chapter 379: Showing Off

「At that moment.」

Yang Zhengwu had just gotten home after a busy day at the company. He was a bit hungry, so he had his wife make him a bowl of congee.

While eating the congee, he opened his phone and scrolled through his social media feed.

He didn’t have to scroll far before he saw a post from Jun Xinghe.

Beneath a caption dripping with smugness were several pictures of delicious-looking food.

Yang Zhengwu’s face instantly darkened with anger. Staring at the glossy slices of meat, he suddenly found the congee in his hands hard to swallow.

"That old bastard, can’t he just give it a rest? Dammit, don’t make me block him!"

"So he got a little lucky? He found a good son-in-law, and now he has to show off three meals a day?"

"He’s an embarrassment to Boss Jiang!..."

Yang Zhengwu muttered complaints under his breath.

He tossed his chopsticks aside and stopped eating altogether.

Hearing his muttering, his wife walked over and asked, "What’s wrong? Not to your liking?"

"Yeah, the congee’s too sour. I’m not eating it!"

"What’s gotten into you?"

"Nothing, I’m just annoyed!"

His wife saw the social media post on Yang Zhengwu’s phone and immediately understood the reason.

"If he wants to post, just let him. Why get angry at him? Besides, if Boss Jiang were your son-in-law, you wouldn’t post about it?"

Yang Zhengwu immediately replied, righteous and indignant, "Why wouldn’t I? If Boss Jiang were my son-in-law, I’d post ten times a day! I’d make every single one of those old bastards fume with rage!"

"Exactly. And if that’s how you’d be, why expect any different from others?"

"Hmph! I just can’t stand that bastard!"

His wife sighed helplessly. "It’s a shame our daughter acts like a timid little chick who can’t even speak whenever she sees Jun Xinghe’s daughter. Otherwise, she could have at least tried..."

"Right, she’s completely useless!" Yang Zhengwu nodded repeatedly. "Cut her allowance next month. And don’t you dare let her know, you hear me?"

Yang Zhengwu could only take his pent-up frustration out on his daughter.

’Who told her to be so useless?’

’Why is it that Old Jun the Bastard’s daughter could catch Boss Jiang’s eye, but his couldn’t?’

BUZZ!

The phone on the table vibrated.

As if on cue, a message arrived from Jun Xinghe: "Busy, President Yang? Have you eaten?"

Yang Zhengwu’s face grew even darker.

’Will this motherfucker ever stop!!’

’How many times has it been?’

’I really want to strangle this old bastard!!’

He spinelessly replied, "I have. What’s up, President Jun?"

Jun Xinghe: "I just finished eating too. My son-in-law brought me some food. I was supposed to eat at six, but, well... Don’t be like me. An irregular eating schedule can easily lead to stomach problems."

Yang Zhengwu: "Mm..."

Jun Xinghe: "I have something to ask you. I heard your daughter went to South City for a bit? How is she now? When is she planning to get married?"

"Sometimes I really envy you. Your daughter is so well-behaved and obedient. Not at all like my good-for-nothing daughter. After all those years of cultivating her skills—music, poetry, painting, calligraphy, even business management, she’s proficient in everything—she just won’t listen. Runs off on her own, finds a boyfriend without a word, and now she’s planning to get married. Ai, being a father is so worrying."

’AHHH!!’

’FUCK!!’

After reading that, Yang Zhengwu nearly choked on his own breath and died on the spot.

He completely lost his composure!

His blood pressure shot through the roof.

His face turned from dark to red.

He was so angry he wanted to grind his molars to dust!

His wife asked, "Now what’s wrong?"

Yang Zhengwu slammed his phone on the table. "That Old Jun the Bastard is deliberately trying to piss me off! He messaged me asking if our daughter is married, then went on a humblebrag about how his daughter is about to marry Boss Jiang!"

"He’s provoking me like this! Does he really think I’m some spineless pushover!?"

In the past, Yang Zhengwu had particularly enjoyed chatting with Jun Xinghe.

He would always deliberately bring up his daughter, talking about how well-behaved and filial she was, and so on.

「Back then.」

Yang Zhengwu would be exhilarated, his tail wagging with pride.

He wished the other man would chat with him for a day and a night, just so he could piss the bastard to death.

But he never, ever expected that retribution would come so swiftly!

And now, Jun Xinghe was the one flaunting his success at him.

His wife shook her head and lowered it to clear the dishes.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Zhengwu replied: "She’s fine. I’m not in a hurry for my daughter to get married. Young people have their own ideas; I’ll let her find someone on her own."

"My daughter doesn’t always listen to me either. As a father, you know how it is. You can’t hit them, and you can’t scold them because they have strong self-esteem. Every family has its own problems, haha..."

Jun Xinghe: "Ai, you have it easy. At least your daughter still listens to you. You’re much more comfortable than I am. I’m just so mentally exhausted over here. There’s a pile of things to do, and soon I’ll have to find time to arrange my daughter’s wedding. It’s just so much work."

"I’m just waiting it out. All I’m looking forward to now is retirement. I believe it’ll be soon. My daughter is about to marry Xiao Jiang, and once they have a chubby baby boy, I’ll be ready to enjoy my golden years."

Yang Zhengwu was both furious and jealous.

’Boss Jiang is so outstanding, and with the daughter of Old Jun the Bastard, any heir they produce is bound to be a genius.’

For people like them, they weren’t afraid of the company taking a loss.

They were afraid of having no successor. Even worse, they feared their descendant would be a complete and utter donkey, forcing them to watch as the empire they built was squandered. The feeling was like having a centipede crawl across your heart.

It was a sour, infuriating feeling.

The key was, there was nothing he could do about Jun Xinghe.

Who asked this old bastard to be Boss Jiang’s father-in-law now? Offending him meant offending Boss Jiang!

Yang Zhengwu replied with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes: "Don’t get happy too early, Old Jun. Young people these days don’t like having kids. Who knows, you might have to wait another ten years. By then, you’ll be old and won’t have the energy to raise them."

Jun Xinghe gave an elegant smile. ’The other man was clearly losing his composure.’

He sent another message: "I forgot to tell you, do you know Tongtong? My granddaughter."

Yang Zhengwu’s heart skipped a beat.

’This old bastard is about to provoke me again,’ he thought.

Jun Xinghe paid him no mind and continued sending messages:

"About Tongtong, it’s a long story. My daughter started raising her when she was two, and now she’s five. The child already sees my daughter as her real mother. She’s very clingy."

"Actually, I sometimes wonder, is bloodline really that important? Aren’t many corporate heirs adopted children? Besides, there’s no difference between my Tongtong and a biological granddaughter. She trusts my daughter completely, and what’s more, the child is smart, sensible, and exceptionally obedient. To be honest, I’m quite satisfied."

Yang Zhengwu’s blood pressure shot back up.

He also really liked the child, Tongtong.

Whenever he saw her, he couldn’t help but want to tease her a little. The child had fully inherited her father’s good qualities—she was smart, sensible, and well-spoken.

Which of the old customers didn’t love her?

Yang Zhengwu stubbornly replied: "What’s the use of that? No blood relation is no blood relation. The fact is, Tongtong is not your granddaughter."

Jun Xinghe couldn’t agree:

"If you’re going to put it that way, in the past, so many biological sons brutally murdered their own fathers for the throne. Things like that still happen today. So, is bloodline really that important? If you had to choose, would you pick a disloyal and unfilial descendant, or a filial and sensible child with no blood ties?"

"Besides, Tongtong was raised bit by bit by my son-in-law and my daughter. I have complete faith in her!"

Yang Zhengwu immediately fell silent.

’If it were him,’ he thought, ’he’d probably dote on his own son-in-law and granddaughter even more than Jun Xinghe did.’

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