The president's wife is enchanted

Chapter 98 A sneer overflows from the woman's lips and teeth

Su Qingrao lowered her head slightly, raised her hand to look at the old lady, and forced a smile, "Grandma, drink tea first..."

"Hey."

Seeing her trembling look, Mrs. Huo felt even more uncomfortable.

The old man drank tea, and the fatigue from the journey eased a little.

Aunt Cen came out of the kitchen and heated up a red date porridge. The white porridge with a few red dates floating in it looks very good-looking, making people very appetizing.

The old lady looked at her, "Women can't eat cold food after miscarriage. Aunt Cen and I bought dates at the mall yesterday. They are all top-grade. Eating them is good for your health. I made them in the morning and brought them here for you. , Try not to touch cold water at home these days, do you want to eat cold fruits, and if you want to eat them, you have to scald them with water before eating, otherwise it will be very bad for your health, you know?"

"..."

Su Qingrao held the white porcelain bowl in her hand, her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She nodded, and took a sip of red date porridge with a spoon to drink. The soft and sweet porridge slipped into her throat, obviously smooth to the extreme, but Su Qingrao suddenly felt her throat was blocked by something, and she was so choked that she couldn't speak. Come.

In the end, she still couldn't continue eating, tears were already rolling in the woman's eyes, she could bear Huo Dongyu's gentle persuasion, but she couldn't bear such silent and loving treatment from Mrs. Huo.

Obviously, the old man should be so sad in his heart.

She couldn't do anything and didn't apologize.

and so.

Su Qingrao raised her eyes, and the tears couldn't hold back as they slapped across the eyelashes and fell down. The crystal liquid slowly slid down from the woman's pale to almost transparent cheeks. The woman's voice was almost hoarse, full of sadness and guilt, countless Tears turned into one sentence, "Grandma, I'm sorry."

She is really sorry.

How many times did the old lady mention this great-grandson in front of her, and she said that she would give this child the best she could, because she said that this is the first child of the Huo family's generation, so she must enjoy A unique and unique favor.

Thousands of favors were already prepared to be given to this child.

The old lady has even prepared a birth gift for the baby.

But now, if you say it's gone, it's gone, and there's not even a buffer time for people. The tragedy happened so quickly that people were caught off guard and unable to recover.

But now, saying I'm sorry is nothing, even if she kneels down, it's actually nothing.

The old lady felt uncomfortable watching her cry. To her, this matter was the pain of losing her great-grandson. To her, Su Qingluo, it was also the pain of losing a son.

The old lady rubbed her eyebrows, her eyelids felt a little heavy, she sighed heavily, "Qingrao, I'm sorry, you said it, grandma feels even more uncomfortable."

"This matter is over, grandma won't mention it, huh?"

The children's affairs are for the children themselves to decide.

This child, she also figured it out, if it should come later, it will still come.

Now that she is lost, it can only be said that the timing was wrong, so God took her back.

Her lovely great-grandson, that little angel, maybe, felt that he couldn't get the best kind of favor when he came now, so he lost his temper with them.

She can only think so, even in her heart, it is really really reluctant.

Su Qingrao looked at Mrs. Huo in front of her, "Grandma, don't you... blame me?"

to blame?
Something has happened.

Blame has no effect.

She, Mrs. Huo, is not such an unenlightened woman.

The old lady grabbed her hand, sighed and sighed, "Grandma doesn't want to blame you, this incident was probably an accident, so the past has passed, and grandma has also lost a child. Knowing the pain, you can't be too sad, after all You can have another child, but if your body breaks down, the loss outweighs the gain, you know?"

At the very beginning, she never thought of blaming Su Qingrao.

In the past three or four months since Su Qingrao married, she has been watching how Su Qingrao treats the child in her womb.

Expectation, happiness, joy, a person who has never been a mother before, she can clearly see the trembling and cautiousness of the first child.

So something happened to her, as an elder, besides comfort, what other emotions can she have?
Where did the blame come from?

"Sorry……"

Su Qingrao still said the same thing.

No matter what the old lady said, the guilt in her heart, whether it was to Mrs. Huo, to Huo Dongyu, or even to herself, thousands of words, in fact, in the final analysis, it was this sentence, simple and ordinary , but it contains three words with so many meanings.

I am sorry.

The old lady looked at her, and there was a cloudiness in her eyes, but the old lady's bearing did not allow her to cry like this.

Stretching out her hand and rubbing her eyes, the old lady picked up the jujube porridge from the coffee table, and touched the temperature of the edge of the porcelain bowl with her hand, it was just right.

"Good boy, don't cry, and drink up this bowl, it's good for your health."

"..."

……

In the afternoon, two more uninvited guests came to the house.

Su Qingrao didn't know who spread the news of her miscarriage, let alone how it reached the ears of Su Wanwan and Yang Liu.

The mother and daughter walked in carrying a lot of supplements one after the other. Su Qingrao only glanced at the packaging bag out of the corner of her eye, and knew that the contents were of inferior quality.

Come to visit her, the current Mrs. Huo doesn't know how to buy some high-end things. Is the Su family in decline now? willing.

"Qingrao, the place you live in is really getting better and better. It's more square meters than the Su family's house, and there's even a swimming pool. Is there a golf course or something behind it? Huh? "

"..."

Su Qingrao looked at the smiling woman standing at the door, took a deep breath, and still had a smile on her face, "Since you're here, come in and sit down."

Taking two pairs of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and putting them at the door, Su Qingrao turned around and asked Aunt Cen to go to the pantry to make some tea for the guests.

Aunt Cen glanced at the two women at the door, nodded, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Su Wanwan came in first, the woman was wearing a fiery red dress, she walked like the wind, and looked around as soon as she came in.

Su Qingrao glanced at her, and said in a cold voice, "Don't look for it, my husband works in the company, not at home."

"Why are you so shameless? Your husband? You can say the word husband?"

With a cold expression, Su Wanwan slammed the gift bag in her hand on the coffee table, then sat across from her unceremoniously, her pretty eyebrows twisted into two strands of hemp rope.

The woman sitting quietly on the sofa curled her lower lip slightly when she heard the words. She saw that her complexion was too bad just now, so she specially put some lip gloss on herself, which was orange, so that her whole complexion looked much better. At least it doesn't look like a soft and morbid look that can be bullied.

Yang Liu also came over quickly. Hearing what Su Wanwan said, the woman said a few words to Su Wanwan with a black face, "Wanwan, what are you talking about? That is your sister Qingluo's husband. It's a matter of course for her to call her husband, so don't say a few words, be good and be obedient, huh?"

"Ah."

There was a sneer on the woman's lips.

The lightly curved lips were tinged with a special and undisguised contempt. Su Qingrao has always been like this, with expressions of joy and anger. She will endure it if she is willing to bear it. .

The woman's thin white fingers pressed against her chin coldly, and Su Qingrao's narrow and beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, "Stepmother, you don't have to pretend to be in front of me, we are tacit to each other, Su Wanwan hates me so much now, Didn’t you always have a share of credit in it?”

"Qingrao, what are you talking about? How can I have credit for it? You misunderstood me."

Yang Liu's face changes again and again. Women often go for maintenance. The face in their thirties is almost the same as that in their twenties. It's just that once the expression on this face is made, the wrinkles around the corners of the eyes will disappear at all. I can't hide it anymore.

Su Qingrao smiled lightly, and her smile directly angered Su Wanwan.

"What are you laughing at? My mother and I came to see you, but you still put on a face for us?"

Su Wanwan looked arrogant and arrogant like a little princess, "Oh, that's right, you just had a miscarriage, so you must have a bad temper, maybe you just saw us coming and wanted to vent your anger on us? Good intentions are not rewarded, my mother and I have come for nothing, mother, let's go and see what she does, she deserves it!"

A bad woman like Su Qingluo deserved to be treated like this.

The curvature of the lips became wider. Su Qingrao looked up at the girl in front of her who got up and wanted to leave, and raised her chin slightly, "If that's the case, then I won't give it away either. Please do as you please."

She is really not in the mood to talk face to face with two people she doesn't like at all.

Although Su Wanwan's words were not pleasant to listen to, she was actually not wrong. It was because she had no child that her temper grew.

Very angry.

If it offends her, she still doesn't know what she will do.

For Yang Liu and Su Wanwan, she, Su Qingrao, was not a good person.

In her eyes, it was the same.

They are like fire and water to each other, they hate each other, when they meet they are like fire and ice, wishing they could just fight and tear each other up.

Seeing Su Wanwan's violent temper, Yang Liu twitched her eyebrows fiercely, and immediately got up and slapped Su Wanwan.

"What did I tell you before I came here to tell you to talk to your sister well? I'm used to your temper. You haven't lost your temper yet, have you?"

"mom!"

Su Wanwan stomped her feet, bit her lip, and sat down heavily on the sofa again.

Only then did Yang Liu look at the woman across from her, "Qingrao, Wanwan said something wrong just now, I'm sorry to her."

"We came to you today because we actually want your help with something..."

"..."

Su Qingrao looked at Yang Liu who was facing him with a troubled face, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the effect on his lips was getting bigger and bigger.

A sneer, cold eyes, heh.

(End of this chapter)