To My Dear Mr. Huo

She lowered her head to look at the phone, then put the phone back into her pocket calmly, and just stood at the door and stared at Su Chenghui.

Her gaze was a little strange. Su Chenghui frowned, and couldn't help but look at Su Qingsang one more time. A little suspicious that she guessed what he said just now, and felt that maybe he was thinking too much.

It was impossible for Su Qingsang to know. He wasn't quite sure, and there was a bit of hesitation and hesitation on his face.

Xiang Caiping at the other end didn't want to see him anymore.

Qing Sang, you came just in time, let this Mr. Su go.

Su Qingsang looked at Su Chenghui, different from Xiang Caiping's stubborn indifference, she had already heard what Su Chenghui wanted to say next.

When Su Chenghui looked at Su Qingsang, he felt a little guilty for no reason, but only once.

He turned around and looked at Caiping: Since you are in a bad mood today, I will come to see you next time.

No, if you don't come to see me, I'm in a good mood. If you come to see me, I'm afraid I'm really in a bad mood.

Su Chenghui was a little uncomfortable when Xiang Caiping humiliated him in front of Su Qingsang. But compared to being uncomfortable, he really didn't want Xiang Caiping and Su Qingsang to be so close.

Especially after Su Peizhen's incident, he is now mixed with regret and hesitation.

The thought that I wanted to blurt out came up against Su Qingsang, but there was no way to continue. His face darkened, he turned and walked outside.

Su Qingsang looked at him, and when he passed by her, said softly, Dad, I'll see you off.

Su Chenghui glanced at Su Qingsang, seemingly surprised by her actions, but he didn't say much.

Turning around, she looked at Xiang Caiping with a hesitant expression on her face. Seeing this scene, Su Qingsang felt extremely calm.

She thought that after a week of precipitation, she could accept the worst result. No matter how bad that result is.

Su Chenghui had something on his mind, so he walked in a hurry. When he was about to go to the elevator, Su Qingsang stood in front of him.

Dad. This dad called out something meaningful: If you're not in a hurry to leave, why don't you sit in my office for a while.

Su Chenghui frowned, not understanding what Su Qingsang wanted to do. She smiled softly: I don't mind talking about some things here, but I think you might prefer to say it where no one is around.

What's the meaning? Huo Jinyao threatened himself because of Su Pei's real affairs before, now Su Qingsang doesn't think the same, does he?

Su Qingsang followed Su Chenghui to her office. Still nobody. Su Qingsang gently closed the office door, walked up to Su Chenghui and stood still.

Su Chenghui didn't understand what she wanted to do, so he stared at her face defensively: What do you mean? What do you want to say?

Dad. Su Qingsang's voice was very soft, quite soft. In fact, she didn't even know if she called dad right or not.

What's up?

You were in the ward just now, but you actually wanted to tell my mother that I'm not her daughter. Right?

Su Chenghui's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Su Qingsang like a monster: You, what nonsense are you talking about?

Is it nonsense? Su Qingsang remained expressionless, and Su Chenghui's expression confirmed her guess. No, not speculation, but fact.

She is not Xiang Caiping's daughter, and I'm afraid she is not Su Chenghui's daughter either.

Is it nonsense, you know it very well in your heart, don't you?

Su Qingsang. Su Chenghui's expression turned ugly: I don't know what you're talking about. I just don't know what it means.

He turned to leave, but Su Qingsang didn't stop him: I don't know what to say? My mother has type O blood. I have type AB blood. You may not know, or you may know but you pretend not to know. People with type O blood, It is impossible to give birth to a child with AB blood. No matter what blood type O is combined with, it cannot be born.

When Su Qingsang was talking, he looked at Su Chenghui who was standing there motionless, and walked towards him step by step.

My mother has type O blood, and I have type AB blood. Then how can I be my mother's child?

Within a few words, Su Qingsang had already stood in front of Su Chenghui. Su Chenghui is very tall. He is much taller than Su Qingsang, she needs to look up to him.

She just raised her head and looked at the man she had called her father for twenty-five years.

If I'm right. Dad, you shouldn't have type AB blood either?

Su Chenghui's face became more and more ugly. Of course he is not type AB blood. He is blood type B. Su Peizhen is also type B blood.

When Su Peizhen gave birth to his child, he actually thought about it, fearing that he would be exposed. Then his revenge would be impossible to carry out.

But later, when he gave Su Peizhen a physical examination, he discovered that Su Peizhen turned out to be type B blood. He is also type B blood. This is normal.

After all, Li Qianxue's blood type is AB. It would be really strange if a person with AB blood and a person with B blood gave birth to a child with O blood. If that's the case, it's impossible for Mr. Li and Li Qianxue not to know.

Just because Su Pei is really type B blood, so is he. So after all these years, Li Qianxue has never doubted it. I never doubted that my child was not born by her.

And this is the reason why Su Chenghui loves and loves Su Peizhen more. his three children. Both Su Qingsang and Su Yuxin have type AB blood. Inherited Li Qianxue's blood type.

Only Su Pei has type B blood, which is exactly the same as his blood type.

He thought countless times, look. This is what God meant. Even the heavens approve of his revenge. Otherwise, how could Su Peizhen have type B blood?

In a short period of time, Su Chenghui's complexion changed several times, sometimes gray and sometimes white.

He looked at his daughter who was nearly a head shorter than him. No matter how strong his mind was, he couldn't react to the fact that the deepest secrets in his heart were suddenly known.

Looking at Su Chenghui's expression, Su Qingsang already had a result in his heart.

Dad. I'm not Xiang Caiping's daughter. Am I your daughter?

Su Chenghui's face was ugly, he didn't answer Su Qingsang's question. He just stood there motionless.

I'm not your daughter either, am I?

When Su Qingsang said this, he kept staring at Su Chenghui's face. He seemed to react suddenly: I'll say it again, what nonsense are you talking about? Nothing.

Nonsense? Su Qingsang nodded her head, If I were your daughter, if I were Xiang Caiping's daughter. Then, did you really love Xiang Caiping?

Su Chenghui kept silent with a livid face. He didn't speak, Su Qingsang spoke for him.

If you loved her, how could you bear to treat a child born to a woman you really loved?

So you don't love my mother at all. Do you?

Su Chenghui still didn't speak, at this moment he could only be silent, because he couldn't admit anything.

Third watch. . Six thousand words have been updated. Continue tomorrow! Mommy is about to move to a new house. Recently things will be more. Add what you want. To you next month.