The question of whose daughter she was had haunted her for years. Later, when Xiang Caiping appeared, she thought that this problem was gone.
But he didn't expect this problem to come again.
Who was she? Whose child is it? Whose daughter?
"Honey?" Huo Jinyao took her hand, and she instinctively wanted to break free. When she realized that she couldn't break free, she was a little annoyed.
"Let me go."
Something was wrong. Something was really wrong. "Honey."
Huo Jinyao didn't let go of her. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Let go of me, I can't think with you like this."
"Then don't think." Huo Jinyao hugged her tightly. "Don't think. Look at me. Look into my eyes. "
Huo Jinyao stared at her. "What happened? Tell me."
Su Qingsang looked at his handsome face. His deep-set features and eyes that were as bright as the stars were staring straight at her.
Her lips moved, but in the end, she couldn't say a word.
Her eyes were a little red and her face was a little pale. Seeing this, Huo Jinyao wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "Let's go. If there's anything, we can talk about it when we get home. "
Su Qingsang didn't object. She followed Huo Jinyao upstairs.
She entered the house, turned on the lights, closed the door, and sat down on the sofa. He casually picked up a pillow beside him and hugged it in his arms.
Huo Jinyao glanced at her, went to the kitchen, poured her a glass of warm water, and put it in her hand.
"Drink some water."
The warm water flowed down his throat, dispersing some of the coldness from outside.
Huo Jinyao turned on the air conditioner. As the temperature rose, Su Qingsang slowly calmed down. She put the cup aside and hugged the pillow in her arms tightly.
"I'm sorry, Huo Jinyao. I shouldn't have done that. "
There was something wrong with her attitude just now. Huo Jinyao didn't speak. He just reached out and held her hand.
"Don't worry about that for now. Tell me what's wrong with you? What happened? "
This was the second time he had seen Su Qingsang like that, aside from the pregnant woman who jumped off the building. No, Su Qingsang felt even more depressed than last time.
Su Qingsang pursed her lips into a straight line and stared at Huo Jinyao.
Huo Jinyao also stared at her. She didn't speak, and neither did he. Silence.
Su Qingsang lowered her head, as if she was thinking. Huo Jinyao looked at her and patiently waited for her to speak.
The temperature of the air conditioner was a little high. Su Qingsang felt a little hot. She took off her coat but didn't let go of the pillow in her arms.
She tilted her head and looked at an unknown point.
"Huo Jinyao, have Meng Meng."
"Meng.
"Mendelian inheritance." Su Qingsang's expression was calm as she finished the sentence word by word. "Su Meng," Su, "Su," Meng Su, Meng Meng. In layman's terms, it also includes blood type matching. For example, the combination of different blood types will produce a child with different blood types. "
"Meng". "Meng. Su, he, he Meng" t. "it is Xiang." He did not know much about medicine. "What's wrong with Mendelian inheritance?"
Did it have anything to do with her low mood today?
"According to the laws of Mendelian inheritance, people with type O blood, no matter which blood type they mate with, will not be able to have a child with type AB blood."
"Su?" Huo Jinyao couldn't figure it out.
Su Qingsang finally retracted her gaze and looked at his face. "My mother is type O. "Do you know what my blood type is?"
"What?" Huo Jinyao guessed what Su Qingsang was going to say.
"I am type AB," Su Qingsang said calmly. "Do you understand? I am type AB. "
Huo Jinyao thought about it carefully. After thinking about Su Qingsang's words, he looked at her with uncertainty and said, "Maybe your father is type AB?"
"Huo Jinyao, you didn't hear me clearly. No matter which blood type O was combined with, they would not be able to produce a child with type AB blood. Type O is a recessive hereditary blood type. Even if Su Qingsang is type O and AB, they can only give birth to type A or B. "
Meeting Huo Jinyao's gaze, Su Qingsang didn't mind clarifying. "In other words, even if my father is type AB, if I'm the child of my father and my mother, My blood type is either A or B. But I can't be type AB. "
Huo Jinyao understood. He looked at Su Qingsang with a complicated expression. "You mean …"
"I'm not Xiang Caiping's daughter," Su Qingsang said calmly. "My mom couldn't give birth to me."
Huo Jinyao looked at her in silence. Su Qingsang didn't say anything. She didn't tell Xiang Caiping about it.
Xiang Caiping hadn't recovered yet, so she couldn't tell her. She didn't want to upset her.
Moreover, Xiang Caiping really treated her as her daughter. If she knew that she wasn't her daughter … She wouldn't be able to bear it.
She didn't dare to think about it. More than two months were enough for her to develop a relationship with Xiang Caiping. She didn't want Xiang Caiping to be sad.
But if she didn't tell Xiang Caiping, who else could she tell?
If she wasn't Xiang Caiping's daughter, then whose daughter was she? Could she be Su Chenghui's daughter, too?
"If I'm not Xiang Caiping's daughter, then who am I? Whose daughter am I? "
Who was she? Was she Su Chenghui's daughter? If not, why did she grow up in the Su Family?
If so, who was her biological mother? Did Su Chenghui have a relationship with other women? Gave birth to her? So he brought her back to the Su Family to raise her? Was that so?
She remembered that Su Chenghui had never liked her. Was it because Su Chenghui knew? Did he know that she wasn't Xiang Caiping's daughter?
Huo Jinyao didn't say anything. The clues that he felt were wrong piled up and finally connected.
He had always thought it was strange. Why was Su Chenghui so cold to her child if he couldn't forget Xiang Caiping?
Even if it was to protect Su Qingsang from being bullied by Li Qianxue and her son, it was too unreasonable.
What's more, Su Chenghui could be cold to Su Qingsang in front of the Su Family and treat her better in private.
But Su Chenghui didn't treat Su Qingsang well even in private. Now he found the reason.
Hearing Su Qingsang's words, Huo Jinyao thought of another possibility.
"I think it's really possible. You're really not Su Chenghui's daughter. "
"If I'm not his daughter, then why did he raise me in the Su Family?" It didn't make sense at all.
"Didn't I say it last time? He might have done it to anger Li Qianxue. "
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