To My Dear Mr. Huo

Auntie. Su Qingsang blinked, and suppressed the feeling of crying: Next time if we don't come back at the time, you don't have to wait for us. We don't have a fixed time.

It's fine. I'm fine anyway. Xiang Caiping smiled kindly.

Su Qingsang knew that it was difficult to change her mind, but she reminded herself that she would not come back in time next time, so she had to make a phone call.

Speaking of which, Xiang Caiping has been here for the past few days, and it seems that she has not seen her using her mobile phone. Or take her to buy one.

Buy a mobile phone, save the phone number between yourself and Huo Jinyao, and set it as an emergency number. Let her have something to look for herself.

Looking at the fine lines at the corners of Xiang Caiping's eyes, Su Qingsang told herself that there was really nothing unacceptable. With such a mother, sooner or later she will be accepted.

Qingsang? Are you upset?

No. Auntie. I'm going to wash my hands. Then eat.

Ai. I'll heat up the food.

it is good.

Su Qingsang went into the bathroom, washed her face with cold water, and when she came out again, her mood had returned to normal.

It was rare that Huo Jinyao was not at home, Xiang Caiping wanted to chat with Su Qingsang after dinner.

Qingsang, last time you said that you and Jin Yao found it by yourself. Then how did you know each other? Can you tell me?

Okay. Su Qingsang wanted to say, but suddenly didn't know where to start.

Because if you really want to talk, you have to start with Wei Lenan. In fact, she felt that she should be grateful to Weilenan for cheating.

Otherwise, how could she meet such a good man as Huo Jinyao?

This is also a fate, right? Her fate with Huo Jinyao.

It's just that when she looked at Xiang Caiping with worried eyes, her previous relationship was obviously unspeakable, and it was all in the past.

He recounted the previous incident lightly, but Su Qingsang didn't add any details.

It's just that Huo Jinyao has been kind to her these days, she has a faint smile on her face.

Xiang Caiping came from here, so how could she not see that the happy smile on Su Qingsang's face was genuine?

After observing these few days, she also learned something about Huo Jinyao.

You're lucky. You met Huo Jinyao. He's a good guy at first glance. I'm relieved that you're doing well.

Xiang Caiping would always be worried if she didn't see her daughter live happily ever after.

Su Qingsang nodded, aware of the concern in Xiang Caiping's words, it was very helpful.

Auntie, don't worry. Huo Jinyao is very kind to me.

Although she has not fallen in love with him yet, she believes that it will be sooner or later.

It can be seen. Xiang Caiping's voice was somewhat emotional: You are much luckier than me. Your father—

She stopped suddenly, looking at Su Qingsang with some hesitation.

How has your father been all these years—

After she left Linshi, she never paid attention to Linshi or any news about Su Chenghui.

She told herself that everything yesterday was like death yesterday. Now that she has left, what about Su Chenghui is not what she should care about.

It's just that these days, she keeps seeing faces similar to Su Chenghui's, so she can't help but want to care again.

My dad? Su Qingsang looked at Xiang Caiping, not surprised that she asked Su Chenghui, but: I don't know, I haven't been back there for a long time, and I don't know how he is doing recently.

You, haven't you seen your father for a long time? Xiang Caiping sensitively grasped the meaning hidden in Su Qingsang's words.

One more.