To My Dear Mr. Huo

What happened in Lin City?

Su Yuxin also wanted to ask. He wondered what the hell was going on. Why does he have a good home, but now it doesn't feel like home.

Dad has another love, and he stayed with Mom for revenge. My mother can't ask for it. It's a pity that she has been loving other people's daughter for so many years.

The older sister is his older sister, but she was born to a different mother than him.

And his elder sister, who was born on the same mother as him, is now the one who is most distant from his family.

Su Yuxin is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even if he was brought up by Mr. Li early on. I also learned a lot from Su Chenghui.

But how can those business things compare with family members?

He sat there without saying a word, and his whole body revealed a sense of depression. Li Qianxue was taken aback by Su Yuxin's appearance.

She had never seen Su Yuxin like this before, and her eyes were full of worry for a moment: Yuxin, are you okay?

Su Yuxin suddenly reached out and hugged Li Qianxue. Li Qianxue was taken aback by this move.

Since his son entered elementary school, he has never been so close to her. Li Qianxue couldn't think of anything else, the only thing she could think of was that something must have happened at home.

Yu Xin, what happened at home? Can you tell me the truth?

Su Yuxin's voice was rough, he hugged Li Qianxue tightly, he was actually the same as Su Qingsang. I dare not imagine Li Qianxue's reaction after knowing everything.

It's hard to say something, it's hard to say something.

Yu Xin. The appearance of his son made Li Qianxue even more worried, and without even thinking about it, she wanted to call Su Peizhen: If you don't tell me, I'll call your sister.

Mom. Su Yuxin grabbed Li Qianxue, Don't go yet.

Li Qianxue looked at her son with doubts on her face: What's the matter with you? Tell me.

Su Yuxin's lips were pursed into a straight line, and he looked very serious.

When he put on such a face, he looked very much like Su Chenghui. Li Qianxue frowned: Is that your dad? What happened to your dad?

Mom. Su Yuxin looked up at Li Qianxue: You, do you know Dad, he—

Tell me. What happened to your dad?

No matter how angry and angry she is, Su Chenghui is still the man Li Qianxue has loved for so many years. She grabbed Su Yuxin's arm: Tell me. What's wrong with your dad?

Dad, he— Su Yuxin didn't know how to speak. She looked at Li Qianxue, thinking about her ability to bear it: Mom. If. I mean if. If Dad did something sorry for you, you—

I'm sorry about my business? What are you referring to? Li Qianxue's heart was beating very fast, very fast.

Caring about Su Chenghui has almost become an instinct. For more than twenty years, even if she didn't want to, she couldn't help caring.

It's my sister. I'm talking about Su Qingsang. Su Yuxin carefully looked at Li Qianxue's face, and kept tangling and thinking in her heart: About, about my sister Su Qingsang. Do you know her? Actually it is--

You know? Li Qianxue's face was a little weird, she stood up straight, and stared at Su Yuxin's face: Now even you know?

Su Yuxin looked up at Li Qianxue, as if she didn't quite understand that Li Qianxue already knew: Mom, do you know?

Of course I know. Thinking of Qi, Li Qianxue only felt a fire burning in her heart: Why do you think I came to America?

Su Yuxin stood up abruptly: Mom, you, you actually know?

Li Qianxue's face was ugly, but Su Yuxin couldn't sit still: Mom, since you know, why do you still treat sister like that?

What's wrong with me? Li Qianxue looked at Su Yuxin, unable to believe that he actually spoke up for Su Qingsang: What did I do to her? How do you want me to do to her?

Don't you want to recognize her, don't you want to treat her better?

Su Yuxin's eyes widened. He thought of the relationship between Li Qianxue and Su Peizhen. Could it be that Li Qianxue really didn't mind?

I'm nice to her? Li Qianxue looked at her son like a lunatic, but she didn't understand what Su Yuxin meant when she said she recognized her.

Su Yuxin, are you my son? You actually asked me to be nice to a daughter born to another woman by your father?

Li Qianxue's heart began to ache. It's fine for Su Chenghui to deceive her and hurt her, but now even his own son is against others.

She just felt stuck there, unable to get up or down, and stared at Su Yuxin as if she was looking at her enemy.

Su Yuxin suddenly realized that what Li Qianxue told him was not the same thing at all.

Mom, what are you thinking? Why did my sister become the child of another woman. My sister is you—

Su Yuxin. The door opened with a bang, and Su Peizhen stood at the door and stared at Su Yuxin bitterly: What's the matter with you?

She entered the door in three steps and two steps, and raised her finger to Su Yuxin: You flew all the way to the United States just to help other women's children speak? Have you ever thought about how mother feels?

What Su Yuxin wanted to say later, because Su Pei really suddenly interrupted. He looked at Su Peizhen and thought of the sibling relationship between the two of them for more than ten years.

He couldn't speak the words behind him suddenly.

Su Peizhen looked angry. Seeing Su Yuxin's ugly face and Li Qianxue's injured face, she couldn't help feeling angry.

Yu Xin, are you mother's son? Have you made a mistake? What kind of attitude do you use to talk to mother?

Have you been fascinated by ghosts? You actually helped Su Qingsang speak? Did you know that she wasn't even that woman's child? She didn't even know where she came from. You actually quarreled with Mom because of her. ,you--

Shut up. Who are you calling a bastard? Su Yuxin couldn't help interrupting Su Peizhen: She is also Dad's daughter. She is also Mom's daughter—

With a slap, Li Qianxue slapped Su Yuxin hard on the face with her raised hand.

This was the first time she hit Su Yuxin, and the numbness from the slap made her take a few steps back.

She looked at her palm, then at Su Yuxin. There were tears in her eyes, but they did not fall.

She swallowed her saliva, thinking about what she couldn't ask for in the past twenty years. Thinking of Su Chenghui relying on her love again and again, hurting her recklessly.

She thought of many things, one after another. But the sum of all of these can't compare to the hurt and pain caused to her by her son standing on Su Qingsang's side and fighting against her.

Mom. Su Peizhen took a few steps forward, immediately supported Li Qianxue, and stared at Su Yuxin: Su Yuxin, are you satisfied? You have to be mad at Mom to be reconciled, right?

Su Yuxin's face was so hot that he was too lazy to even raise his hand to cover it.

He looked at Li Qianxue like that, and couldn't say anything after that.

Mom. I just don't want you to regret it.

I regret it now.

Li Qianxue actually regretted it a long time ago. But she is a proud person. I am so proud that even if I know that I have made a mistake, I don't want to look back.

Her body trembled a little, she looked at Su Yuxin blankly, and felt a fire burning in her heart, which made her lose all reason.

I've regretted it a long time ago.

He regretted marrying Su Chenghui insisting on going his own way, and regretted not getting out in time after finding out that there was no hope for him to fall in love with her.

How many years have been missed by her like this. She was originally the daughter of heaven. To be held in the palm of the hand.

In the end, for the sake of Su Chenghui, he retreated again and again, and endured again and again.

Peizhen, let's go.

She doesn't want to see her son for a while. She turned and left, staggering a little.

Mom. Su Yuxin took a step forward, he couldn't let Li Qianxue leave like this: Do you know, what have you missed all these years? Do you know, in fact, Dad—

Enough. Li Qianxue closed her eyes: If you still think of me as your mother, then stop talking. I don't want to listen to you now.

Su Yuxin watched the door open and close in front of him, and his whole body became more and more depressed. He took a few steps back weakly and sat on the bed, his whole body was filled with bewilderment.

He was in a daze for a long time in the room, and he didn't know how long it had passed. He stood up suddenly and walked outside quickly.

Su Peizhen was already asleep. He entered her room and looked at her deeply. This is his half-sister.

He should have turned around and left, but he didn't. He thought about the news he had received.

Before the Lantern Festival, Su Qingsang will follow Huo Jinyao to Rongcheng. It is not a few days before the Lantern Festival.

If Su Qingsang really went to Rongcheng, Li Qianxue would know, but she would also lose her daughter. real daughter.

He took a few steps forward and walked to the side of the bed. He bent down and gently pulled out a piece of Su Peizhen's hair.

Holding that hair tightly, he turned and walked towards Li Qianxue's room. The presidential suite that Li Qianxue booked has three rooms in total.

When he walked in, he realized that Li Qianxue hadn't slept yet.

mom.

Li Qianxue was sitting on the sofa in front of the French windows, and when she heard his voice, she didn't turn her head.

You still know I'm your mother?

Of course I know.

Su Yuxin took a few steps forward, pinching Su Peizhen's hair tightly in his palm, and walked up to Li Qianxue.

Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't have a good attitude today.

Li Qianxue didn't speak, her heart was broken.

First a husband, then a son. She felt that her life was miserable.

She often thinks that it may be because her previous life was too smooth. That's why she spent the rest of her life suffering unbearably.

Mom, why aren't you sleeping? Su Yuxin's eyes were full of unbearable. But he knew very well that if some things were not revealed, Li Qianxue might suffer even more in the future.

Go to sleep. I can't sleep.

Her life is a failure. Her husband does not love her, and her son is against her. Li Qianxue wanted to cry, but she was used to being strong, and now she couldn't even cry.

Su Yuxin stood in front of her, and he looked at his mother's loose long hair.

He bent down beside her and squatted down: Mom, do you believe me?

One more. Three thousand words. Know it. I finally know. Sprinkle flowers!