To My Dear Mr. Huo

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Xiang Caiping watched Huo Jinyao take care of her daughter in this way, she was actually very relieved.

She sat down on the sofa opposite Huo Jinyao and Su Qingsang. She was sitting upright with her hands on her knees. Su Qingsang thought for a moment that she saw the ancients.

"Ah, aunt, don't be so polite."

She saw that Xiang Caiping was pale because she called the aunt, but Su Qingsang couldn't say anything when she called her mother.

Huo Jinyao went to La Su Qingsang's hand, and Su Qingsang glared at him. He stubbornly held Su Qingsang's hand.

When Su Qingsang was about to pull his hand back, he suddenly looked at Xiang Caiping: "Auntie, can I ask, why have you come to recognize Qingsang so long?"

This question was asked by Su Qingsang just now, but Huo Jinyao's tone was totally different.

He was full of energy and sharp eyes. Although it wasn't stated explicitly, the feelings of maintaining Su Qingsang in his eyes were clearly visible.

Su Qingsang forgot to withdraw her hand, and Xiang Caiping did not expect Huo Jinyao to have such a stern attitude, but she still tried to explain.

"I, I feel sorry for her, and I don't want to disturb her life."

"Why do you bother now?" Huo Jinyao's hand rested on Su Qingsang's shoulder, and one hand held Su Qingsang's hand tightly.

"Last time I heard Qing Sang's name on TV, I wanted to see her." Xiang Caiping looked at Su Qingsang with a look of eagerness: "I want to see her, I want to know if she is OK. Think-- "

"You've seen it now. Then what?"

Huo Jinyao politely interrupted her. Su Qingsang was somewhat surprised by his sharp attitude, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

"I—" Xiang Caiping's lips trembled. She really wanted to see her daughter's life well before leaving.

But after really getting along for such a while, she began to feel that it was not enough.

She wanted to make up, to spend more time with her daughter, and to give Su Qingsang his mother's love for more than 20 years. Maybe Su Qingsang no longer needed it, but she wanted to give it.

Huo Jinyao could see what Xiang Caiping meant without her talking. His expression remained unchanged: "Auntie, please forgive me for saying something awkward. What you think may be wonderful, but have you ever thought about Qing Sang?"

"I--"

"Qing Sang had a good life. You did n’t show up, and we were very happy. But your sudden appearance now no doubt reminds Qing Sang that she is an illegitimate daughter and a third-born child. Isn't she?"

"I don't, I don't." Xiang Caiping was anxious, looking at Su Qingsang full of eagerness. For a moment, I didn't think about the meaning of the illegitimate daughter in Huo Jinyao's words.

"I'm not a junior. Qingsang, you believe me. It's really not a junior. I, my father and I have known each other ahead of time. Li Qianxue is later. We--"

Xiang Caiping was incoherent, she tried to explain clearly. But I don't know where to start. The story was too long and made her feel that she couldn't tell it twice.

Silence, Su Qingsang was really curious about the events of that year. But what Huo Jinyao said really made sense.

"Auntie." Huo Jinyao interrupted Xiang Caiping's words. It wasn't important at that time. What was important was the grievances Su Qingsang had suffered in recent years, because of the suffering suffered by the illegitimate daughter.

Su Qingsang can forget it, but Huo Jinyao didn't want to just let it go.