Su Chenghui was stunned: "Pei Zhen, she—"
Xiang Caiping knew from the look on his face that he didn't know about this at all. The anger on his face became even stronger.
"Look, you have no idea what happened or what your good daughter said. You just come here in such a hurry to vent your anger on her?"
"Caiping, I'm not—"
"What are you not? Aren't you here to explain to your good daughter? Aren't you here to vent your anger on Li Qianxue's daughter? Then tell me, what are you here for?"
Su Chenghui was silent, looking at Xiang Caiping's excited expression. He actually couldn't utter a single word.
"Are you speechless?" Xiang Caiping didn't want to see Su Chenghui, who had changed little over the years. Still elegant, still handsome.
Not only has he not aged, but he has become calmer, adding to the charm of a mature man.
But now, no matter how handsome Su Chenghui is on the outside, he can't make her waver at all. She had nothing but hatred for him.
"Su Chenghui, I don't want to see you, please get out."
Su Chenghui sat still. He thought of Li Qianxue's face turning livid yesterday when she found out that Su Peizhen had been slapped.
He knew Li Qianxue's personality very well, as well as her bottom line. Li Qianxue's bottom line is her children.
She looks stern on the outside but is shy on the inside, but when facing siblings Su Peizhen and Su Yuxin, she has a loving and motherly heart. Su Peizhen was beaten, and Li Qianxue was bound to say this.
If she hadn't known that Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping were still in Japan at that time and had not returned to China, she would have come here long ago.
"Caiping." Su Chenghui closed his eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. The great fatigue came to his heart again: "You shouldn't hit Peizhen."
If one day in the future, Xiang Caiping knew everything, would she regret it
He didn't know, but he was sure now that he actually regretted it.
Because he never thought that Xiang Caiping, who was far away and whom he thought he would never see again in this life, would come back one day.
Xiang Caiping was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She stood up, pulled Su Chenghui up, who was still in a daze, and kept tugging on his arm.
"Get out, get out of here."
"Su Chenghui, I don't want to see you in this life."
"Caiping." The moment Su Chenghui's body was about to touch the door, he couldn't help shouting: "Qingsang is not your daughter at all—"
Xiang Caiping stopped pushing him.
… …
The night breeze was a bit chilly, so Shi Mengwan just said that she went downstairs, took her gift and said goodbye to Su Qingsang before going home.
It was the end of the year and she was still busy drawing pictures. There are many things.
Su Qingsang felt sorry for her and told her several times not to paint too late. Shi Mengwan waved her hand, started the car and left.
After Shi Mengwan left, Su Qingsang turned around and realized that Huo Jinyao had been staring at her.
"What's wrong?" He looked at him like this. Is there something on her face
"Wife." Huo Jinyao stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist: "I'm a little jealous. You care so much about Shi Mengwan. You have never cared about me like this."
Su Qingsang looked up at him with a helpless expression: "Huo Jinyao, are you childish?"
"Not naive." Huo Jinyao pecked her on the lips: "I am your husband, you are my wife, you should be the best to me."
"That's enough for you." Su Qingsang rolled her eyes at him, looked up in the direction upstairs, with a hint of worry in her eyes: "Why do you think my dad is here again?"
Second update. . .
Huo Huo: I'm not naive. You are my wife, you are not allowed to care about others.
Qingsang: Author, drag this guy away. It looks annoying.
Huo Huo: You don’t love me anymore. You really don’t love me anymore.
Qingsang:. . . . . .
Yue Ma: It’s true that you don’t love me anymore. No recommendations, no favorites, no comments. Congested. .
(End of chapter)