To My Dear Mr. Huo

Biquge www.readwn.com, the latest chapter for my dear Mr. Huo!

She is the daughter of heaven, and she was held by Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue in her childhood. In addition to occasionally seeing Su Qingsang is not pleasing to the eye, she has always been smooth.

But recently, because of Su Qingsang, she kicked to the iron plate one after another.

Today it was such a slap in the face. And the person who hit her turned out to be Su Qingsang's mother? "Little Three" between her mother Li Qianxue and her father Su Chenghui?

How could Su Peizhen swallow this breath? What shocked her even more was Xiang Caiping's nonsense. How dare she say that Li Qianxue is a junior?

How dare she?

"what--"

She lost her usual arrogance. The demeanor cultivated by Li Qianxue has disappeared at this time.

She just hated, she couldn't help it.

"Pei Zhen?" Qiu Junjiao looked at her a little worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Su Pei was panting, she froze, and could not hear the voices of the sisters behind her.

"Pei Zhen?" Qiu Junjiao screamed again, worried. Today this Xiang Caiping is really too much. How dare you?

"I'm okay." The words Su Peizhen almost came out of the teeth. Several others looked at each other, all worried in their eyes.

"Pei Zhen, your face, or should we go back and rub some medicine?"

Su Peizhen did not refute, she kept adjusting her breathing, and finally nodded coldly.

Qiu Junjiao followed her all the way back to the room. Su Peizhen's hands were always tightly clasped together, her eyes were never gloomy.

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On the other side, Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping remained silent until they got on the bus.

The **** Yumi saw that the two people were not very good when they boarded the car. The smart one didn't ask much.

Su Qingsang looked at the vegetables on Xiang Caiping's face and sighed softly.

"Mom, actually you don't need to do this."

Because of Yumi, she speaks the dialect of Linshi. Xiang Caiping couldn't speak, she kept her head down.

She put her hand on her knee and clenched her fist, and her other hand was pressed tightly on her chest. She was restraining her emotions, Su Qingsang knew.

She tried to comfort her, but she couldn't help, and finally reached out and wrapped her hand around her shoulder: "Mom, I'm fine. Really. It's all over. Those things have passed long ago."

Xiang Caiping still didn't speak, but Su Qingsang saw her dropping her head and tears fell down.

She was helpless, sad, and moved.

"Actually, Dad is not as bad as she said." Su Qingsang knew that there was an explanation that was very pale and weak, but she still wanted to try to make her better.

"I haven't been cold or hungry for at least all these years. Although I can't ask for more, I am much better than the average child."

Xiang Caiping still didn't speak, she couldn't speak, she was afraid that she would burst into tears as soon as she spoke.

Su Qingsang blinked, and finally picked a few easy things to tell her.

"Mom, look, we are going to play now. How can I have fun like you?"

Xiang Caiping waved her hand, she needed some time to calm her emotions.

Su Qingsang knew that it was useless to persuade her, clasped her body, and leaned her face against her shoulder: "Mom, I'm really fine. It's good now, really good."

She never felt that she had suffered before. She has a good attitude, and she is much better than the orphan.