There is still a faint smell of hot pot floating in the air, and the lively atmosphere just now has disappeared.
Xiang Caiping wanted to go back to her room. She didn't know what came to mind, so she got up and went to sit down in the living room.
Turning on the phone, I picked up the half-knitted sweater and knitted it again. Su Chenghui had been sitting at the dining table. After his daughter and son-in-law left, he stood up straight and stood next to Xiang Caiping.
Xiang Caiping ignored him and he automatically walked to sit next to her.
"Caiping?"
Xiang Caiping kept moving her hands and didn't even look at him.
Her behavior made Su Chenghui Youmu angry. Looking at Xiang Caiping's wrinkled face, which was no longer young, his mood was actually very subtle.
Love? he does not know. But there is pity and heartache.
Xiang Caiping appeared, and it was much easier to check her past affairs.
Su Chenghui also asked people to check it out, and he also read the reports. It was precisely because he saw it that he felt a little distressed.
In fact, he and Xiang Caiping grew up together, and their relationship as childhood sweethearts was the most understanding and precious.
He knew Xiang Caiping and knew that she was weak in nature. But such a weak woman was trying to work like a man outside, which really made him feel distressed.
Sighing softly, he thought of something that was bothering him: "Caiping, did you go to Japan with Qingsang a few days ago?"
Xiang Caiping didn't answer his words. She straightened up the sweater and took a look. The sweater had already knitted the bottom circle. She was thinking about how to weave a pattern on it.
"Caiping?" Su Chenghui knew that she was angry with him, but he thought that such anger would dissipate.
Xiang Caiping put down her sweater and looked at him coldly: "You already know this, why are you still asking me?"
Su Chenghui was at a loss for words. Xiang Caiping's lack of input made him feel helpless: "Yes. I know everything. Peizhen also went to Japan and met you."
When he said this, Xiang Caiping knew it. He chuckled lightly, with a rare hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Su Chenghui, you came here to vent your anger on your daughter?"
"Caiping, what did you say?"
"Isn't it?" Xiang Caiping sneered: "Qing Sang couldn't have told you about me going to Japan with Qing Sang, so it could only be your good daughter. She not only told me to go to Japan with Qing Sang Japan, right? She also told you that I slapped her, right? "
Su Chenghui looked at Xiang Caiping. He had never seen her look so sharp before: "Caiping."
"I said, why are you here today? So you are here to vent your anger on your daughter?"
Xiang Caiping now only felt that there was an unknown fire rising up. Li Qianxue's daughter is a human being, but isn't Xiang Caiping's daughter a human being
"Caiping, why do you think of me like this?"
Su Chenghui stared at Xiang Caiping with wide eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed by her sharpness: "I want to tell you about Peizhen today, but I definitely don't want to help her vent her anger."
"What is that?" Xiang Caiping hated Su Chenghui now. Hate his ruthlessness, hate his indifference. Hate his selfishness. I also hated him for being indifferent to Su Qingsang.
"Since you don't want to help her vent her anger, do you want to apologize for her rudeness?"
"Discourteous? Apologize?" Su Chenghui was stunned for a moment.
"Your daughter, the illegitimate daughter is called Qingsang, and the mistress is called me. Don't you think there is something wrong with your daughter's upbringing? Don't you think she is rude?"
One update. Hold a parent-teacher conference for two little devils. . Very upset after opening. . . Being a mom is so hard.
(End of chapter)