To My Dear Mr. Huo

When Huo Jinyao took Su Qingsang away before, he only said that he was going to ask when he could fly.

But now it was time for dinner, but they were still here and did not go back.

Xiang Caiping waited at Huo Jinyao's villa for a long time but still didn't get two, so she was a little worried.

Looking at the number above, Su Qingsang was momentarily stunned, and suddenly she became a little tangled up.

At this time, she subconsciously went to see Huo Jinyao. Li Qianxue was sitting next to her, and she saw the name on it at a glance.

A very simple word. There is only one word mother.

Li Qianxue's heart skipped a beat, she seemed to have only now remembered that Su Qingsang thought Xiang Caiping was her mother before.

Her hands trembled a little, and she almost couldn't control it and wanted to snatch Su Qingsang's phone.

Su Qingsang was very embarrassed, and she also knew that Li Qianxue had seen it. But the phone kept ringing, and seeing the eyes of Old Master Li and Su Yuxin, she had no choice but to pick up the phone.

Li Qianxue was right next to her, she really didn't have the courage to call out the word Mom.

Huo Jinyao glanced at her, and took her mobile phone from her palm. Glancing at the others, he stood up and walked aside to answer the phone.

Su Qingsang only felt that the stone in her heart seemed to be put down at this moment, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

Turning her head, she met Li Qianxue's eyes full of pain. Her heart trembled, and her face could hardly keep calm anymore.

The inexplicable sense of guilty conscience made her unable to face Li Qianxue's gaze.

On the other end, Huo Jinyao glanced at this side, and listened to Xiang Caiping's concerned voice on the phone.

Qing Sang, why haven't you come back for dinner? Xiang Caiping was accompanied by her daughter and son-in-law during this time. It's really deserted to have dinner alone.

We have something to do here, Mom, you eat first. We'll come back after we're done.

Okay. Then you drive carefully. Be careful when you come back at night. It's still cold, so don't freeze.

Okay. Huo Jinyao said a few more words, very softly. just hung up. Go back to your seat and return the phone to Su Qingsang.

Li Qianxue watched Su Qingsang pick up the phone, the phone had already been hung up, but she was still sitting there in a daze.

Su Qingsang was a little embarrassed, especially when she was facing three pairs of eyes staring at her.

That feeling is really not very good. She wanted to say something, but the language was too weak at this time.

Li Qianxue's body was very stiff, she sat there, staring at Su Qingsang all the time.

Su Qingsang was so uncomfortable being stared at by her that she almost wanted to get up and slip away, but Li Qianxue got up suddenly and pulled her to stand up.

Go. Come with me.

Mom? Where are you going?

Go. Let's go and make it clear to her.

Su Qingsang froze for a moment, and understood what Li Qianxue meant almost instantly.

She was about to pull out her hand subconsciously, Li Qianxue turned around and looked at her: You call her mother?

Su Qingsang's lips moved, feeling helpless with nothing to say: I—

Did you call her mom?

Su Qingsang couldn't answer, but if Xiang Caiping was really a bad person, or a real mistress, she could happily recognize Li Qianxue.

But Li Qianxue was innocent, and so was Xiang Caiping.

You didn't call her mom? Li Qianxue was obsessed with this point, stubbornly demanding an answer.

Su Qingsang couldn't answer, but Su Yuxin couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and stood in front of Li Qianxue.

Mom, what are you doing? My sister didn't know before.

But she knows now. She knows now.

Li Qianxue closed her eyes, it's not like this, it's not like this.

She turned around quickly to look at Su Qingsang: You didn't tell her, did you? You didn't intend to tell her at all, did you?

Su Qingsang didn't know what to say, she wanted to admit that Li Qianxue was genuine. It was true that she didn't want to hurt Xiang Caiping's heart.

At this moment, she seemed to understand Su Chenghui's mood a little bit. Dilemma.

You don't tell her? You want to be her daughter? You still want to continue to be her daughter, don't you? Don't you?

Li Qianxue almost collapsed, she couldn't accept this fact. how so?

Her daughter, whom she has been ignoring, has been ignoring. She finally wanted to be with her daughter. But she has already decided to have another mother.

Then why are you still here? Why are you still here?

Li Qianxue felt hurt. She clutched the position of her heart, feeling uncomfortable: Why are you still coming back? Why are you coming back?

Su Qingsang took a step forward, wanting to say something. But at this time, it seems that nothing is appropriate.

Seeing the chaos in front of him, old man Li swayed a few times, but managed to stay steady.

Su Yuxin wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know where to start.

Li Qianxue was still sad, and Su Qingsang was at a loss. Huo Jinyao suddenly took a step forward at this moment.

He stood beside Su Qingsang and put his hands on her shoulders.

Is Mrs. Su blaming Qingsang now?

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes fell on him. When Li Qianxue heard Huo Jinyao calling herself Mrs. Su, she felt uncomfortable no matter what.

I'm her mother. I'm. But she—

That's because you don't know how they met each other. You don't know how kind Xiang Caiping treats Qingsang.

These people in front of them are all insiders. But Huo Jinyao was not.

He wrapped Su Qingsang's body into his arms, using this posture to declare an attitude.

Su Qingsang felt the heat coming from him, and her heart seemed to have stabilized a lot.

Huo Jinyao patted her on the shoulder and looked at Li Qianxue.

Xiang Caiping saw Qingsang for the first time in Rongcheng.

Huo Jinyao's language was very concise, and a few words explained the situation. When Su Qingsang was in Rongcheng, he made the news for his bravery.

Later, Xiang Caiping saw her on TV, found that she looked very similar to Su Chenghui, also called Qingsang, and decided to come to her.

I checked everything about Xiang Caiping. I know that she did give birth to a child the day after Christmas that year. I also know that the child was taken away by Su Chenghui.

Qing Sang wanted to do a paternity test before. But Su Chenghui came to the door. With him here, we are more sure.

Mrs. Su, when you are criticizing Qingsang, I also want to tell you what Ms. Xiang Caiping has done for Qingsang.

Twenty years ago, Xiang Caiping had indeed abandoned her daughter. But when she thought Su Qingsang was his daughter, everything she did was motherly.

The sweater that Qingsang is wearing now was knitted by her. In order to buy gifts for Qingsang, she had an argument with Su Peizhen and was almost killed by a car.

Xiang Caiping is still in a wheelchair.

Huo Jinyao saw Li Qianxue's somewhat calm expression, and his voice slowed down a bit.

Before Chinese New Year, Qing Sang knew that she was not Xiang Caiping's child. Qing Sang has type AB blood, but Xiang Caiping has type O blood. Qing Sang knew, but because she didn't want to hurt Xiang Caiping, she chose to keep her mouth shut. Talk. At that time, Qingsang also thought about questioning Su Chenghui, but he refused to talk about it.

Later, when she knew that her mother was you, she wanted to come to Su's house to see you immediately. But you went to the United States.

You heard me clearly. She wanted to see you right away but you were not here. She wanted to see you on impulse. You were not in Linshi, but you gave her time to calm down.

You are innocent. What about Xiang Caiping? You flew to the United States for Xiang Caiping's daughter, for fear that she would be alone in a foreign land. But have you ever thought about it? For the past twenty years, Qingsang has always been She is alone. Who has pity her for her loneliness?

Huo Jinyao's voice was not accusing, but calmly pointed out the facts.

But such facts are more unacceptable than accusations. Li Qianxue's body softened and she could hardly stand up. Sitting helplessly on the dining chair.

Only Xiang Caiping. It is because of her appearance that Qingsang has maternal love. Xiang Caiping didn't know that Qingsang was not her child, so she treated Qingsang with a sincere heart. Once Qingsang knew her identity, she would I can't wait to come to meet you, completely disregarding Xiang Caiping's feelings. Then, would you want such a daughter? Would you want to recognize her?

Li Qianxue's face was pale and she couldn't say a word.

Not only her, Su Yuxin and Mr. Li also bowed their heads.

yes. Su Qingsang is the legitimate daughter of the Su family. She recognized that they have only advantages and no disadvantages.

But even in such a situation, Su Qingsang didn't think about coming up to recognize each other immediately. She has worries in her heart. Such worries are actually irrelevant, but she has given her motherly love.

Mrs. Su, please forgive my not-so-good tone now. But I still want to say that you are not happy because of Qingsang calling Xiang Caiping's mother for several months. So in the past twenty years, Su Pei really I've always called you mother. Is it true that Qingsang has more right to be unhappy than you?

Li Qianxue couldn't say a word. She just sat there blankly.

Su Yuxin stood beside her, looking at her mother like this, she couldn't comfort her even if she wanted to.

Su Qingsang couldn't help but glared at Huo Jinyao, knowing that he was eloquent. But wouldn't it be too much to say Li Qianxue in this way?

Huo Jinyao raised his eyebrows, he didn't do it on purpose. In fact, if you have to blame, you can only blame Su Chenghui.

Li Qianxue suddenly lay down on the table, crying hoarsely.

Her heartache, which had been relieved, would come out again uncontrollably.

Su Qingsang's nose started to feel sore again. She took a few steps forward and knelt down beside Li Qianxue. He reached out and gently took her hand on her lap.

Mom. Don't cry. These things. It's not your fault. I never blamed you.

Her eyes were exceptionally clear.

Mom. I know you might be upset. But, but, Auntie, give me some time. I'll talk to her slowly. She's still recovering during this time. Don't be too stimulated. Can you?

One more. Three thousand words. There is an update today.