Qiu Yanbo raised his hand. He wanted to slap Qiu Junjiao in the face. Qiu Junjiao’s face went red at her brother’s action.
“Qiu Yanbo, are you my brother or not? Whose side are you on? I was bullied, but instead of trying to get even for me, you even want to hit me? I’ll tell Dad.”
“Have you had enough?” Qiu Yanbo was mad but he did not slap her. “Do you know that our company negotiated a cooperation project with Huo Jinyao, but after the party, he gave it to the Su Family? Do you have any idea how much that project is worth? Hundreds of millions! Do you know how much you cost us by pouring that glass of wine on her?”
Totally shocked, she looked at him and could not believe what he said. “Is Huo Jinyao crazy? How is that possible? I just—”
Suddenly, she threw back the covers and got out of bed. “I’m going to find him,” she said.
“Why? What would that do?” Qiu Yanbo grabbed her arm and said, “I’m telling you, next time stay away from Su Qingsang.”
“Brother, come on. She bullied me.” Qiu Junjiao became angry.
Qiu Yanbo raised a finger and warned her, “This can only happen once. Never do it again.”
Now, he had to go back to the company to deal with the aftermath. Looking at his sister, Qiu Yanbo became really angry. Why couldn’t she be as sensible as Su Qingsang and make less trouble?
Qiu Junjiao’s anger did not disappear after her brother left. She punched her quilt angrily. She was determined that she would not take this lying down.
…
Su Qingsang got home from work to find that Xiang Caiping’s eyes were even more swollen than when she had left.
She was surprised and wanted to ask what happened. Xiang Caiping, however, didn’t like to talk much about this stuff. Su Qingsang had to quit asking.
After dinner, Su Qingsang sat with Xiang Caiping for a while, watching her knit. She was so fast that she had already finished the bottom circle.
“Mom, you’re so fast.”
“Really?” Xiang Caiping put it in front of her body and measured it roughly. “I’m old now. I used to be faster.”
“Take your time. I have a lot to wear.” Su Qingsang looked at the direction of the room. “The other day Huo Jinyao bought me a lot.”
“He’s very nice to you.”
“Yeah.” Su Qingsang nodded, becoming happy at the thought of the fireworks yesterday.
“You’re not working on that paper or something? You should get on with it. I’ll knit this while watching TV here.”
“Don’t stay up too late. Go to bed early.”
“I will.” Xiang Caiping looked at Su Qingsang, touched. Her daughter was so good, but Su Chenghui had been so bad to her.
Su Qingsang left the living room. She did not go back to the study, but her bedroom.
Huo Jinyao had already taken a shower. He was drying his hair with a towel when he saw her come in. He sat down beside her and asked, “Aren’t you watching TV with Mom?”
Su Qingsang shook her head. “Huo Jinyao, I think mom is in a worse mood than she was this morning. Did you notice she looked worse?”
She was dying to ask what had happened. Xiang Caiping looked like she didn’t want to talk about it, so she didn’t ask her in the end.
“Of course she is in a bad mood, your father came to her today.
“How do you know?”
Huo Jinyao put the towel aside and put his face before Su Qingsang’s. “You want to know? Beg me, and I’ll tell you.”
