"you go."
Xiang Caiping pushed Su Chenghui even harder and harder.
"Caiping, don't be like this. Calm down." Su Chenghui refused to leave. He squeezed in stubbornly and closed the door at the same time.
Xiang Caiping just pushed Su Chenghui out for a long time without pushing him out. When she saw him coming in, the anger on her face became more and more obvious.
"Get out, get out of here. This is your daughter's house. You are not welcome here."
"Caiping. I -" Su Chenghui's lips moved, and he wanted to explain, but looking at Caiping like this, he swallowed his words: "Calm down, give me a few minutes to finish what I said."
"I have nothing to say to you."
Xiang Caiping didn't dare to think about it, and didn't dare to think deeply at all. In the years when she was not with Su Qingsang, Su Qingsang suffered so many injustices.
Just thinking about her makes my heart hurt. The more her heart hurts, the more she hates Su Chenghui.
"Caiping."
Su Chenghui's voice was full of exhaustion. He didn't go home yesterday and stayed at the company. He looked haggard now that he hadn't slept all night.
"Can you calm down?"
Time flies by more than 20 years, and a lot has changed. The gentle little woman in my memory became older and sharper at the same time.
Xiang Caiping took a deep breath and turned to look at Su Chenghui: "I am very calm. If I were not calm, I would want to kill you now."
Su Chenghui suddenly laughed, and that smile had a bitter meaning: "Caiping, do you know? I actually—"
His eyes caught sight of the sweater and wool on the sofa that looked like they had just started knitting, and Su Chenghui's voice suddenly stopped.
White wool, such a color, would not be knitted by Xiang Caiping for himself, but only for Su Qingsang.
He closed his eyes: "Are you knitting a sweater for Qingsang?"
"What else?" Xiang Caiping looked at him coldly: "Qing Sang doesn't have a father who is willing to care about her. I can only be the mother who cares about her more."
"Qingsang—" Su Chenghui looked at Xiang Caiping and moved his lips several times: "She actually, she doesn't—"
"What exactly do you want to say?" Xiang Caiping hated Su Chenghui's attitude the most: "Do you want to say that she doesn't actually need my care? Or that she doesn't need your care? Su Chenghui, are you a human?"
Su Chenghui's face showed great fatigue. Seeing Xiang Caiping like this, he suddenly smiled.
"Yes. I'm not a human being. I'm not a human being. I'm not a human being." He said three sentences in a row and took a step back.
"I'm not a human being. I abandoned you for my future and myself. I'm not a human being. I left you for, for—"
He suddenly couldn't speak anymore and waved his hand. There was a sense of powerlessness in the whole person: "Caiping. You really don't need to be too good to Qingsang. She, she—"
"Su Chenghui." Xiang Caiping was furious. She didn't expect that Su Chenghui would dare to say such a thing at this time.
"I am really blind to believe you. I believe you will be good to my daughter. I believe you will treat my daughter well."
"I was really out of my mind to hand my daughter over to you, to think that you would protect her, take care of her, and make her live a safe and happy life."
"Why am I so stupid? I would actually believe you? You have obviously betrayed me once. Why should I still believe you?"
"It's been more than twenty years. Su Chenghui, more than twenty years. You can't even remember your daughter's birthday, you haven't given her a single gift, and you haven't spent a single birthday with your daughter? Su Chenghui, how could you?"
Second update. .
(End of chapter)