To My Dear Mr. Huo - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Did You Avenge Me

Huo Jinyao propped up an arm as he watched the interaction between the mother and daughter. That bizarre thought he had yesterday had completely dissipated.

The only thing he felt was that this outcome before his eyes was one that seemed pretty all right as far as it concerned Su Chenghui or Li Qianxue.

With him around, those people would be unable to rile up any drama. He truly wished that this harmonious image of the mother-daughter pair could last.

Xiang Caiping took the plates away after Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao had left. Next, she cleaned the house again.

Sister Lu was the one who did the work in the past. However, she simply could not sit around idly — she enjoyed taking care of things herself.

After cleaning up, she spent some time knitting. Her movements were pretty quick — the lower half of the sweater was basically already distinguishable.

As she was knitting the sweater, she thought about what she could whip up for her daughter and son-in-law for today’s dinner.

Qingsang was a doctor — her daily routine must be exhausting. What’s more, during the night, Huo Jinyao had—

It was not as if she meant to eavesdrop. Her interaction with Su Chenghui yesterday was not pleasant and she was afraid that her daughter would think too much about it.

She was thinking to talk to Su Qingsang for a bit when she heard it. Xiang Caiping was overwhelmed with embarrassment and quickly returned to her room without pausing.

She was just a little worried — worried that Su Qingsang it was under too much strain. She could not sit still as she thought about it. She put the sweater down, retrieved her bag and set out.

As she stepped into one elevator, the doors of another slid open and Li Qianxue emerged. She did not seem pleased.

Her daughter, Su Peizhen, was the person dearest to her heart. Her married life with Su Chenghui was little more than a mere formality.

Su Chenghui might not like her, but after Su Peizhen was born, he showered this daughter of his with quite some affection.

Besides him, Old Master Li and herself treated Peizhen as the apple of their eyes.

Now, however, her daughter had been slapped in the face. The person who thus insulted her was one of the people she hated the most.

No, she definitely held the top spot on the most-hated list.

Li Qianxue thought about Xiang Caiping from years ago. Weak, pale, the feeble crybaby type. She disliked women like this — she disliked them a lot.

She liked Su Chenghui and fell in love with him. Later on—

Li Qianxue closed her eyes and signaled for the assistant who came along behind her to knock on the door.

The assistant rapped on the door with his knuckles, yet nobody answered. Li Qianxue’s brows furrowed tightly.

She had never been to this place. She knew that Su Chenghui had gifted Su Qingsang this unit when she was eighteen. If it were just for her, she would never have minded the money spent to purchase the unit.

However, the situation now had taken a sharp turn. Su Chenghui had bought the unit for Su Qingsang, but now that woman had moved into it as well.

What do we have here?

A house meant to keep your mistress?

“Director Li, nobody’s in.”

Li Qianxue stared at the locked door with a slightly hostile expression. “Let’s go,” she said after a moment’s thought.

Did Xiang Caiping know that she was coming and had hidden because of that? Not a problem at all. Xiang Caiping might be able to hide, but Su Qingsang could not.

…

Su Peizhen had already made her way into Su Chenghui’s office early in the morning. Su Chenghui had not gone home yesterday. She could not find him in the morning when she woke up either.

“Dad.”

Upon seeing Su Chenghui, Su Peizhen did not wait another moment more before dashing forward. “Why didn’t you come home yesterday?”

Even Old Master Li had asked this morning, wondering what Su Chenghui was up to.

Li Qianxue had a horrible look on her face at that time. Yet, she still stated that there was an event going on in the company, which caused Su Chenghui to be very busy recently.

“Did you go and find Su Qingsang yesterday? Did you see her mother? Did you get back at her?”

The continuous string of questions caused Su Chenghui to have a headache. It was true that he did not return home yesterday. Instead, he spent the night resting in the lounge room of his office.

He was turning the thoughts over in his head, feeling conflicted over the decision he had made back then.