To My Dear Mr. Huo

If you are pampered, how can you let yourself grow old like that? She should be younger than Su Chenghui, but she looks more than ten years older than Su Chenghui.

"yes."

Of course, it is not easy for a woman to start her own career in a foreign land.

In the past few years, Xiang Caiping has also experienced some hardships. Her family fortune is not small for ordinary people. But it's not enough for the Huo family.

Even so, Huo Jinyao admired her very much, at least she didn't lose her lover and child like ordinary women and fell into a slump.

Su Qingsang nodded, stretched out his hand to hug Huo Jinyao's arm, his voice was very soft.

"I can't help but see her being so careful. Do you think I'm too soft-hearted?"

"no."

Although his green sang was easy to soften his heart, Huo Jinyao knew in his heart that it was probably because of the mother-daughter blood nature in it.

"To be honest, although I don't feel like a mother to her yet, I am willing to try to accept her slowly."

"It's okay, I don't think Auntie will mind."

"Yep."

When Su Qingsang was talking, thinking of Xiang Caiping watching the two of them messing around yesterday, she couldn't help but sat up straight.

Sure enough, Xiang Caiping came out not long after she sat down. As soon as she came out, she stood beside the coffee table without sitting down.

"Auntie, sit down."

"Hey. Good." Xiang Caiping sat down with such a correct posture, Su Qingsang sighed in her heart, she was really helpless with such a person and such an attitude.

After thinking about it, she got up and went to the kitchen to pour a few glasses of water out, and then found some fruits from the refrigerator and cut them up.

When she came out, she put water and fruit in front of Xiang Caiping: "Auntie, eat some fruit."

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." Xiang Caiping couldn't make her do it, she raised her hand to stop it.

"Auntie." Su Qingsang knew that if he didn't make it clear to her, she would probably continue like this forever.

Others are fine, who can bear such a polite appearance?

"There is one thing, I think, it's better for us to clarify first."

"Tell me. Say it." Xiang Caiping had already picked up the water, but now she put it down again.

Su Qingsang watched her movements and put water on her hand: "Auntie, listen to me, it's not a big deal."

"It's like this. I haven't seen you or been with you in these years."

"It's my fault, it's me—" Xiang Caiping hurried to speak, but Su Qingsang knew what she was going to say.

"Auntie, I don't want to blame you, I just want to say, the past is over, it's over. Forget it. It doesn't matter who is right or wrong. But in the future, I mean we can get along well in the future Yes. Can you see it?"

Xiang Caiping's eyes turned red again: "You, what do you mean? Do you believe me?"

"Well. I trust you."

Su Qingsang has no reason not to believe it, although she still has no way to develop a mother-daughter relationship with this woman.

"Auntie, don't blame me. Although I believe in you, I can't call you for the time being—"

I didn't say the following words, but Xiang Caiping understood, she knew: "I understand, I understand. Don't say it. I don't want you to call me mom. If you want to be called auntie, you can call me auntie. If you don't want to call me by my name, you can call me auntie." Okay. I don't mind, I really don't."

When she spoke, she put down the water glass and waved her hands quickly.

"Then let's do this first. Anyway, you will live here. You can just say anything in the future, and you don't have to be too polite. You are an elder after all."

"Hey, hey." Xiang Caiping responded hastily.

Su Qingsang thought about what Huo Jinyao said in the morning: "Auntie, I heard from Jinyao that it was the last time you fell in Rongcheng. Is your waist okay?"

Second watch. . . .