Chapter 347
Words:929Update:22/06/30 07:28:27
She had always been pampered by Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue since she was a child. Except for the occasional annoyance with Su Qingsang, her life had always been smooth sailing.
But recently, she had kicked a steel plate because of Su Qingsang.
Today, she had been slapped hard in the face. And the person who had slapped her was Su Qingsang's mother? The "mistress" between her mother and her father?
How could Su Peizhen take this lying down? What shocked her even more was Xiang Caiping's nonsense. How dare she say that Li Qianxue was a mistress?
How dare she?
"Ah!"
She had lost her usual arrogance and composure. The demeanor that Li Qianxue had carefully cultivated had disappeared without a trace.
She just hated it. She hated it to the core.
"Peizhen?" Qiu Junjiao and the others looked at her worriedly. "Are you okay?"
Su Peizhen was panting. Her face was cold and she couldn't hear the voices of her friends behind her.
"Peizhen?" Qiu Junjiao called her again worriedly. Xiang Caiping had really gone too far today. How dare she hit her?
"I'm fine." Su Peizhen's words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth. The others looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
"Peizhen, your face. Why don't we go back and apply some medicine?"
Su Peizhen didn't refute. She kept adjusting her breathing and finally nodded coldly.
Qiu Junjiao and the others followed her back to her room. Su Peizhen's hands were tightly clasped together. Her eyes had never been so gloomy.
…
Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping were silent all the way until they got into the car.
Seeing that both of them didn't look too good when they got into the car, Youmei was smart enough not to ask.
Su Qingsang looked at Xiang Caiping's pale face and sighed softly.
"Mom, you didn't have to do this."
Because Youmei was there, she spoke in Lin City's dialect. Xiang Caiping couldn't speak. She kept her head down.
Her hand was clenched into a fist on her knee, and her other hand was placed on her chest, pressing it tightly. Su Qingsang knew that she was trying to control her emotions.
She wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to start. In the end, she put her arms around her shoulders and said, "Mom, I'm fine. It was true. It was all in the past. Those things have long passed. "
Xiang Caiping still didn't speak, but Su Qingsang saw tears fall from her eyes as she kept her head down.
She felt a little helpless, a little sad, and a little touched.
"Actually, Dad isn't as bad as she said." Su Qingsang knew that any explanation would be useless, but she still wanted to make her feel better.
"At least for all these years, I haven't been cold or hungry. Although I can't ask for more, it's already much better than the children of ordinary families. "
Xiang Caiping still did not speak. She could not open her mouth. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would burst into tears.
Su Qingsang blinked her eyes and finally picked a few relaxing things to tell her.
"Mom, look, we're going to play now. How can I have fun if you're like this?"
Xiang Caiping waved her hand. She needed some time to calm herself down.
Su Qingsang knew that it was useless to persuade her, so she hugged her mother tightly and leaned her face on her shoulder. "Mom, I'm really fine. This is good, really good. "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
