“Get out.”
Xiang Caiping pushed Su Chenghui harder and harder but he didn’t move.
“Caiping, please, calm down.” Su Chenghui refused to go and stubbornly squeezed through the door and closed it.
The anger in her face became more obvious as she failed to push him out.
“Get out of here. This is your daughter’s house and you are not welcome here.”
“Caiping, I—” Su Chenghui wanted to explain but swallowed his words back after seeing Xiang Caiping’s reaction. “Calm down, give me a few minutes. Let me finish.”
“There is nothing to talk about between us.”
Xiang Caiping dared not think about what a hard time Su Qingsang had had all those years while she had not been by her side.
The very thought of it broke her heart. The more heart-broken she was, the more she hated Su Chenghui.
“Caiping.”
Su Chenghui’s voice sounded tired. He had not gone home yesterday but been up all night in his office. He looked gaunt.
“Will you calm down, please?”
Twenty years had passed and much had changed. The gentle little woman in his memory had become old and sharp at the same time.
Taking a deep breath, Xiang Caiping turned to face Su Chenghui and said, “I am calm. If I was not, I would kill you right now.”
Su Chenghui suddenly laughed bitterly. “Caiping, you know, in fact, I—”
His eyes caught the sweater that obviously someone had just start knitting and the wool on the sofa. He paused suddenly.
White wool. Xiang Caiping would not make herself a sweater of such a color. It was for Su Qingsang.
He closed his eyes. “Are you knitting a sweater for Qingsang?” He asked.
“So?” Xiang Caiping looked at him coldly. “Qingsang does not have a father who cares about her, so I, as her mother, must care about her more.”
“Qingsang—” Su Chenghui looked at Xiang Caiping. His lips moved several times. “Actually, actually she is not—”
“What are you trying to say?” Xiang Caiping hated Su Chenghui when he was like this. “You want to say that she doesn’t really need my care? Or yours? Su Chenghui, you are such a jerk”
Fatigue showed on his face. He looked at Xiang Caiping and suddenly laughed.
“Right. I’m a jerk. I’m a jerk. I’m a jerk.” He said it three times and stepped back.
“I’m such a jerk that I abandoned you for my future. I’m such a jerk that I, that I—”
Words failed him suddenly. He waved his hand, looking weak. “Caiping, you really don’t need to be too good to Qingsang. She, she—”
“Su Chenghui.” Xiang Caiping went furious. She had never expected Su Chenghui would dare to say that.
“I was really blind to believe you, to believe you would be good to my daughter and treat her well.
“I was really out of my mind to trust you with my daughter. I believed that you would protect her, take care of her, and guarantee her a peaceful and happy life.
“How could I be so stupid? How could I believe you when you had betrayed me once. How could I still believe you?
“More than 20 years have passed. Su Chenghui, more than 20 years. You can’t even remember your daughter’s birthday. You haven’t given her a gift or spent a birthday with her? Su Chenghui, how could you?”
