Xiang Caiping was actually very pleased to see Huo Jinyao taking such good care of her daughter.
She sat down on the sofa opposite Huo Jinyao and Su Qingsang. She sat upright with her hands on her knees. For a moment, Su Qingsang thought she was seeing an ancient person.
"Ah, Auntie, you don't have to be so polite."
She saw that Xiang Caiping was a little pale because she called her aunt, but Su Qingsang couldn't do it if she was asked to call her mother.
Huo Jinyao went to pull Su Qingsang's hand, but Su Qingsang glared at him. But he stubbornly held Su Qingsang's hand and wouldn't let go.
When Su Qingsang was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly looked at Xiang Caiping: "Auntie, can I ask, why did it take you so long to recognize Qingsang?"
Su Qingsang asked this question just now, but Huo Jinyao's tone and expression were completely different now.
He was full of energy and sharp eyes. Although he didn't say it clearly, the protective feelings for Su Qingsang were clearly visible in his eyes.
Su Qingsang forgot to take her hand back, and Xiang Caiping didn't expect Huo Jinyao to have such a harsh attitude, but she still tried her best to explain.
"I, I feel sorry for her, and I don't want to disturb her life."
"Then why are you disturbing me again now?" Huo Jinyao put his hand on Su Qingsang's shoulder, and held Su Qingsang's hand tightly with one hand.
"Last time I heard Qingsang's name on TV, I wanted to meet her." Xiang Caiping looked at Su Qingsang with an eager expression: "I want to meet her and know if she is okay. I want to—"
"You've seen it now. Now what?"
Huo Jinyao interrupted her without politeness. Su Qingsang was a little surprised by his sharp attitude, but in the end he didn't say anything to stop him.
"I-" Xiang Caiping's lips trembled a little. She really wanted to see how her daughter was doing before, so she just took a look and left.
But after spending so much time together, she began to feel that it wasn't enough anymore.
She wanted to make amends, wanted to spend more time with her daughter, and wanted to give Su Qingsang the maternal love she had gained over the past twenty years. Maybe Su Qingsang no longer needs it, but she wants to give it.
Even without her speaking, Huo Jinyao could tell what Xiang Caiping meant. His expression remained unchanged: "Auntie, please forgive me for saying something unpleasant. You may have beautiful thoughts, but have you ever thought about Qingsang?"
"I-"
"Qingsang was living a good life, and we were very happy if you didn't show up. But your sudden appearance now undoubtedly reminds Qingsang that she is an illegitimate daughter, the child of a mistress. Isn't it?"
"I don't, I don't." Xiang Caiping was anxious and looked at Su Qingsang eagerly. For a moment, he didn't think about the meaning of the word "illegitimate daughter" in Huo Jinyao's words.
"I'm not a mistress. Qingsang, believe me. I'm really not a mistress. Me, I met my father earlier. Li Qianxue came later. We—"
Xiang Caiping's words were incoherent, and she tried hard to explain clearly. But I don’t know where to start. The story was too long, so long that she felt she couldn't tell it clearly in one or two attempts.
Silent, Su Qingsang was indeed very curious about what happened back then. But what Huo Jinyao said does make sense.
"Auntie." Huo Jinyao interrupted Xiang Caiping. It doesn't matter what happened back then. What matters is the injustice Su Qingsang has suffered over the years, the pain she endured because of the words "illegitimate daughter".
Su Qingsang could let it go, but Huo Jinyao didn't want to let it go.
Second update.
(End of chapter)