To My Dear Mr. Huo

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There was a faint smell of hot pot floating in the air, and the lively atmosphere just now had disappeared.

Xiang Caiping wanted to go back to the room. Without knowing what she thought of, she got up and sat down in the living room.

Turn on the phone and pick up the sweater that was half knitted again. Su Chenghui had been sitting at the dining table before. After his daughter-in-law left, he stood straight and stood beside Xiang Caiping.

Xiang Caiping ignored him, he walked to her and sat down.

"Cai Ping?"

Xiang Caiping's hands kept moving, not even looking at him.

Her actions made Su Chenghui feel sullen. Seeing Xiang Caiping was no longer young, with a wrinkled face, his mood was actually very delicate.

Love? he does not know. But pity and distress are there.

Xiang Caiping appeared, and it was much easier to check her past.

Su Chenghui also let people check it, and he also read those reports. It was because of watching that he felt a little distressed.

In fact, he grew up with Xiang Caiping from an early age. The feelings of the two young Wumei Zhuma are best understood and precious.

He knew Xiang Caiping and she was weak. But such a fragile woman was studying outside like a man, which really made him distressed.

With a sigh of sigh, he thought of a tangled thing: "Cai Ping, did you go to Japan with Qingsang a few days ago?"

Xiang Caiping didn't answer his words. She lifted a straight sweater and glanced at it. The sweater has been knitted below. She was thinking about how to weave a pattern.

"Cai Ping?" Su Chenghui knew she was angry with her, but he thought that such anger would dissipate.

Xiang Caiping put down his sweater and looked at him coldly: "You know everything, and ask me what to do?"

Su Chenghui was speechless, and Xiang Caiping's lack of oil and salt made him helpless: "Yes. I know everything. Peizhen has also gone to Japan and met you."

When he said that, Xiang Caiping knew. With a chuckle, there was a rare taunt in my eyes.

"Su Chenghui, are you coming to your door, are you going to be angry for your daughter?"

"Cai Ping, what did you say?"

"Isn't it?" Xiang Caiping sneered: "I can't tell Qing Sang to go to Japan, it's only your good daughter. She told me not to just go with Qing Sang Is it Japan? I told you I slapped her, right? "

Su Chenghui looked at Xiang Caiping. She was so sharp that he had never seen it before: "Cai Ping."

"I said, why are you here today? It turned out to be for your daughter?"

Xiang Caiping now only feels that an unknown fire keeps going up. Her Li Qianxue's daughter is human, isn't she Xiang Caiping's daughter?

"Cai Ping, why do you think of me like that?"

Su Chenghui stared at Xiang Caiping with wide eyes. She was a bit annoyed by her sharpness: "I want to tell you about Peizhen today, but I definitely don't want to help her out."

"What's that?" Xiang Caiping now hated seeing Su Chenghui. Hate his ruthlessness, hate his indifference. Hate his selfishness. He also hated him for turning a blind eye to Su Qingsang.

"Since you don't want to help her out, is that you want to apologize for her rudeness?"

"I'm rude? Apologize?" Su Chenghui froze.

"Your daughter, an illegitimate daughter is called Qing Sang, and a little one is called me. Don't you think there is a problem with your daughter's education? Don't you think she is rude?"