"I'm sorry." Xiang Caiping sniffed. He took out a tissue and wiped his tears: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I just-"
"Don't be impatient. Speak slowly."
Anyway, after so many years, the resentment and anguish that Su Qingsang once had in her heart have almost dissipated.
"At that time, your father wanted to marry Li Qianxue. I had no choice. I was pregnant. I wanted to have an abortion. But I couldn't bear it. Later, the doctor said that I was not in good health. If I had an abortion, I might not have another pregnancy in the future. The child was born. I didn’t dare to abort it. After you were born, your father had already married Li Qianxue. I felt bitter in my heart. Because I was very angry that he married someone else, I threw the child to him. What I was thinking was, He was in better condition than me at the time, so he might take good care of you because of our past friendship."
Su Qingsang didn't speak. Xiang Caiping was obviously very excited. He was talking over and over again, and the process was not even smooth.
"Qingsang, I, I'm actually not a mistress. Your father and I met first. Really. But then, he—"
"Why did he marry Li Qianxue?" Although Su Qingsang was not often in the Su family, she had seen a lot of it since she was a child.
Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue are a superficial couple. They pretend to be respectful to each other in front of outsiders, but their relationship in private is really not that good.
Ask her why she knows? She had bumped into it once or twice when she was a kid. Li Qianxue was like a hedgehog when facing Su Chenghui. As for Su Chenghui, he didn't behave like a humble gentleman when facing outsiders at all. Instead, he was horribly indifferent.
And every time Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue had a dispute, Li Qianxue would look at her a little colder than before.
"Things are already like this. When I left, I felt that I had no face to see you. But I didn't expect to hear your name on TV last time. I haven't decided whether to look for you or not, so I was on the way. I bumped into you.”
"Qingsang, I know it may be difficult for you to accept me for a while. Or maybe you think I am a liar and not a good mother. But I am really your mother."
Xiang Caiping said a lot, and her appearance made Su Qingsang unbearable.
He took out a tissue and handed it to her, signaling her to stop crying: "Okay, I believe you are my mother."
"Then, then -" Xiang Caiping's eyes suddenly became expectant: "You, you believe me, are you willing to recognize me?"
"Give me some time." Su Qingsang glanced at the watch on his wrist: "I have to go to work. Are you staying in a hotel now or -"
"Hotel. I'm in a hotel around here."
"Do you know the road? How about you go back to the hotel first? Wait until I get off work. Then talk about it?"
"Okay." Xiang Caiping quickly wiped away her tears. She was crying and laughing, looking very excited.
Su Qingsang's heart became increasingly unbearable. She didn't seem to want to blame too much on such a person.
Instead of insisting on sending Xiang Caiping to the hotel, Su Qingsang went to work first.
She has two surgeries in the afternoon. Although they were all minor surgeries, they successfully diverted her attention and allowed her to put the matter behind her for the time being.
It wasn't until she was about to get off work that she remembered Xiang Caiping's existence. Still hesitating whether to go to the hotel or not, she saw Xiang Caiping sitting on the bench waiting for her at the entrance of the hospital.
"Qingsang, are you off work?"
Xiang Caiping stood up, her face was a little red, and she didn't know how long she had been waiting.
"Have you been waiting here?"
Three updates. . . .
(End of chapter)