To My Dear Mr. Huo

Huo Jinyao propped up one hand and watched the interaction between the two mothers and daughters. The weird thoughts from yesterday will completely dissipate.

I just feel that the result in front of me seems to be very good. Either Su Chenghui or Li Qianxue.

With him around, those people couldn't make waves. He sincerely hopes that this picture of mother and daughter's harmony can continue forever.

After Su Qingsang and the others left, Xiang Caiping put away the bowl and cleaned the house again.

In fact, Sister Lu used to do these things, but she couldn't be idle and always liked to do it by herself.

After cleaning, I knit a sweater for a while. Her movements are not slow, and the lower half of her body in the sweater can basically be seen.

As she was knitting a sweater, she was thinking about what to cook for her daughter and son-in-law today.

Qingsang is a doctor, so she doesn't know how hard it is every day. In the evening, Huo Jinyao——

It's not that she eavesdropped. She was so stimulated by Su Chenghui yesterday, after all, she was a little uncomfortable, and she was afraid that her daughter would think too much.

I thought I was going to have a conversation with Su Qingsang, and I overheard it wherever I knew it. Xiang Caiping suddenly felt uncomfortable, and went back to the room without stopping.

It's just that he was a little worried in his heart, worried that Su Qingsang's health would not be able to bear it. The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sit still, so I put down my sweater, picked up my bag and went out.

She stepped into the elevator with her front foot, and another elevator opened with her back foot. Li Qianxue came out from inside. His complexion is a little bad.

Daughter Su Peizhen is her heart and soul. The married life between her and Su Chenghui can almost be regarded as respecting each other like "ice".

It's just that after Su Peizhen was born, although Su Chenghui didn't like her, he loved her very much.

Not only him, Mr. Li, but also she, all hold this daughter in the palm of their hands.

But now her daughter was slapped in the face. The one who hit someone was still one of the people she hated the most.

No, or the only one.

Li Qianxue thought of Xiang Caiping many years ago. Delicate, pale, with the appearance of sister Lin. She didn't like this kind of woman, very much.

She liked Su Chenghui, fell in love with Su Chenghui, and later——

Li Qianxue closed her eyes, and motioned for the assistant who came behind her to knock on the door.

The assistant knocked on the door, but no one answered. Li Qianxue frowned tightly.

She had never been to this place before, she knew that Su Chenghui gave her this house as a gift when Su Qingsang was 18 years old, for her, she didn't care about the little money to buy the house.

But luckily now, the house Su Chenghui bought was given to Su Qingsang to live in, and now that woman lives in it.

what is this?

Is the golden house hiding the charm?

"President Li, there is no one."

Li Qianxue looked at the closed door with an unkind expression on her face, and thought for a while: "Let's go."

Did Xiang Caiping know that she was coming? So hide? It doesn't matter, Xiang Caiping can hide, but Su Qingsang can't.

…………

Su Peizhen entered Su Chenghui's office early in the morning. Su Chenghui didn't go home yesterday, even if she tried to find him in the morning, she couldn't find him.

"dad."

When Su Peizhen saw Su Chenghui, he rushed forward without thinking: "Why didn't you go home yesterday?"

Mr. Li got up this morning and asked again why Su Chenghui was there.

Li Qianxue's face was a bit ugly at the time, but she still said that the company had a project, and Su Chenghui was very busy recently.

"Did you go to see Su Qingsang yesterday? Did you see her mother? Did you vent your anger on me?"

A series of questions caused Su Chenghui some headaches. He didn't go home yesterday, but rested all night in the lounge in the office.

He has been reflecting and struggling with his original choice.

One more. . . . .