To My Dear Mr. Huo

Li Qianxue stared at the financial statement, thinking about Su Chenghui's performance over the past twenty years.

Putting aside the fact that he doesn't love her and never touches her. He was almost a good husband.

Don't look for flowers and ask willows, don't mess around outside. Work hard and have a lot of means.

What's more important is that in all these years, Su Chenghui has never sought any benefit that does not belong to him.

In addition to normal social entertainment and normal expenses, he has almost no extra expenses these years.

What's more, Su Chenghui has never used his position in the Li's Group to do anything shameful for so many years.

What he gets now is what he deserves through his own efforts, normal dividends, and salary.

She was worried for a while that Su Chenghui would marry her, and she agreed to be with her for revenge. Maybe they will do something to the Li Group.

But Su Chenghui didn't, not only didn't, but he kept trying to make Li's family better.

As time went by, it wasn't just Mr. Li who appreciated him more and more. Even she began to relax, without the initial suspicion.

Li Qianxue rubbed the center of her brows, she comforted herself, maybe she just heard wrong that day, or Su Chenghui had a dream.

For more than 20 years, Su Chenghui hasn't revealed anything wrong. Thinking about it, she must be thinking too much.

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Su Qingsang followed Xiang Caiping to the plane. Huo Jinyao sent the two of them to the airport early this morning.

It was not the first time Xiang Caiping went abroad, but it was the first time she felt such excitement.

Qing Sang. Have you ever been to Japan?

No. Su Qingsang shook her head, looking at the excitement and anticipation on Xiang Caiping's face: It's also my first time.

I actually went there once. Xiang Caiping thought of when she started her own business: At that time, there were more employees, and some of them did a good job. The company decided to reward them. Let them travel abroad. I also went a few times. Second-rate.

Mom, the welfare of your company is really good. Su Qingsang took her hand, and became more and more used to getting close to Xiang Caiping: Then you've been there before, isn't it something new?

How come? Xiang Caiping shook his head: We didn't understand at that time, we were all traveling with a group. After looking around, we didn't know anything.

Then Mom, you have to have fun this time, let go and play.

Okay. Xiang Caiping patted Su Qingsang's hand: As long as Mom is with you, she can be happy without playing anything.

mom.

Su Qingsang was a little moved, she put her face close to Xiang Caiping's shoulder.

Okay. It will take some time to fly to Japan, so you can sleep for a while. Shall I ask the stewardess to bring you a blanket?

It's okay, I'll do it myself. You can take a rest too.

Xiang Caiping was moved by her daughter's thoughtfulness, and now she is more and more glad that she chose to come to Lin City to recognize Su Qingsang on impulse, otherwise, how could there be such a mother-daughter reunion now?

Two days later, Xiang Caiping and Su Qingsang checked into a very famous hot spring hotel in Nagoya.

The environment here is elegant and quiet. The escort has been introducing that the people here have to book a long time in advance. Good luck for them to come or something.

Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping looked at each other and smiled, they were quite satisfied with Huo Jinyao's arrangement now.

Especially after seeing the rooms inside and visiting the onsen room at the back. Now Xiang Caiping really thinks that her daughter has a good eye for picking men, much better than her.

After watching around with the escort, the two of them went back to the room together.

At the same time as the two carried their luggage into the room, Su Peizhen and his party also went to the front desk and went through the check-in procedures.

Third watch. I can't write anymore. The headache was about to explode. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight everybody. Continue tomorrow. By the way, if you haven’t collected or recommended before, don’t be Bawangyuema anymore. Mother Yue is still writing updates with a headache, shouldn't you give me some motivation?