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Chapter 366: Is Qingsang Your Daughter?
He had no way to punish Li Qianxue and exact revenge for the humiliation he had suffered during that year.
Su Chenghui felt horribly conflicted within himself to the point where even when Xiang Caiping was about to shoo him off, he still had not thought of a way to begin.
When her hand touched the door, precisely during the moment when she was about to open the door and push him out, Su Chenghui finally blurted out, “Su Qingsang isn’t your daughter” on a sudden impulse.
Xiang Caiping’s eyes widened and she stared at him, her gaze filled with shock. “What did you say?”
“I said that Su Qingsang isn’t your daughter after all. There was no need for you to treat her so nicely, and there’s no need for you to help her get even and hurt Peizhen.”
You have to know that Peizhen is your true biological daughter. Before Su Chenghui could utter that sentence, Xiang Caiping interrupted him.
“Su Chenghui.” Twenty years ago, Xiang Caiping never would have imagined that the man she loved would turn into what he was now.
“Do you deny your own daughter just to stop me from stirring trouble with Su Peizhen?”
“Caiping, what are you blabbering about? How have I not acknowledged my daughter?”
“How dare you deny it? Tell me, is Qingsang your daughter?”
“Yes.”
“Yes? So you know it?” Xiang Caiping’s voice had never sounded this shrill before.
Her entire body was shaking and her voice was on the verge of breaking. The man she loved, the only man she loved…
It was not just love. They shared almost a sibling-like relations.h.i.+p from growing up together.
However, that man had completely changed.
To stop her from hurting his darling daughter, to stop her daughter from pestering his official wife and daughter, he could come up with a ridiculous excuse like that?
“Get out.”
The immense anger that gripped Xiang Caiping’s heart gushed out in a frenzy. She pulled open the door in one motion, about to push Su Chenghui out.
“Caiping, listen, Qingsang—”
Before he could say ‘Su Qingsang isn’t your daughter, but Su Peizhen is’, he saw Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao emerging from the elevator.
He stopped short. The words got stuck in his throat, and he was no longer able to utter them.
Xiang Caiping was still going to unleash her wrath when she saw that Su Qingsang was back. She lowered her gaze, unwilling to say one more word.
“Mom?”
What’s going on? Why did I think I heard Su Chenghui mention my name just now?
Her gaze oscillating between Su Chenghui and Xiang Caiping, Su Qingsang blinked as she turned around and looked at Huo Jinyao.
Huo Jinyao shook his head at her without saying a word. However, his hand pinched the center of her palm slyly.
Su Qingsang felt like giggling although it was a little inappropriate to do so now. She cleared her throat as she watched her parents.
“Mom, it’s kind of cold out here. Let’s go inside.”
Lin City was getting colder. Now that the first day of the new year had pa.s.sed, it was too chilly to be outside.
“You’re cold? Come in quickly.” Heartsick, Xiang Caiping could hardly care less about Su Chenghui. She stepped past him and grabbed onto Su Qingsang’s hand.
She gripped the young woman’s hand tightly. Contrary to her chilly hands, Xiang Caiping’s hand was very warm.
“You caught a cold, didn’t you? Really, you should put on more clothes when you go out.”
“It’s my fault.” Huo Jinyao followed them through the door. “I should’ve gotten a coat for Qingsang just now.”
“Mom, I’m not a child. I just said this because I was afraid that you’re cold.” Su Qingsang pointed towards herself. “Look, I’m wearing so many layers.”
“How dare you say that when your hands are so cold?”
“That’s how my hands are. My hands and feet get cold when it’s chilly. It has nothing to do with wearing more or less.”
“That can’t be. You should consult a traditional Chinese doctor to have your pulse checked. See if there’s a way to nurse yourself back to health.”
“Mom, I’m a doctor.”
“A doctor should never diagnose herself — have you not heard of that?” Xiang Caiping’s heartache became even more powerful.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed that Su Chenghui was still standing there, motionless. Hatred gripped her heart even more powerfully. “Leave. I no longer wish to see you.”
