There was a deep look in Huo Jinyao’s eyes. He was pondering about the previous day’s happenings and what had transpired in the past.
“Think about it: your father has been with Li Qianxue for so many years, yet their relationship is rocky. Moreover, when your father saw your mother yesterday, he looked so worked up. This explains that he still has feelings for your mother like he did before. However, if this is the case, something doesn’t add up.”
“What doesn’t add up?” Su Qingsang looked up at him. “What exactly are you trying to say?”
Since Huo Jinyao saw Su Chenghui yesterday, a nagging feeling had plagued him as he sensed that something was amiss with Su Chenghui. When he saw Xiang Caiping’s demeanor today, the strange feeling he had felt intensified.
“Look, if the woman your father loves is your mother, then how could he treat you, the child of the woman he loves, this way? This just does not make sense.”
“How does it not make sense?” On the contrary, Su Qingsang felt that it made perfect sense. “No matter how much he loved my mother, it is all in the past. Think about how many years had gone by. Moreover, the Li family wields blatant power and authority. Even if he wanted to treat me well, he had to consider what the Li family would think of that, don’t you think so?”
That’s not true. There was no need for him to consider the Li Family’s opinion. If Su Chenghui were someone who would consider the perspective of the Li Family, he would not only maintain a thin facade of congeniality with Li Qianxue.
Moreover, his recent partnership with the Li Family had increased the chances of contact between him and Su Chenghui. He felt that Su Chenghui’s attitude towards the Li Family was definitely not one of consideration.
Even if Su Chenghui was just a general manager in the Li Corporation, his words held considerable weight. Furthermore, Li Qianxue seemed to have no intention of contesting for authority with him. Li Qianxue merely allowed her name to be used in various matters and was a figurehead while Su Chenghui was the one who handled the groundwork.
If Su Chenghui really wanted to respect Li Qianxue, he would not possibly have the authority he possessed presently.
Huo Jinyao narrowed his eyes slightly and immersed himself in his thoughts. He had a persistent feeling that he had neglected a key point in all of this.
What exactly is it? An audacious thought flashed across Huo Jinyao’s mind.
“What’s up with you?” Su Qingsang realized that Huo Jinyao looked a little grave. She could not help but lift a hand and wave it in front of him.
Huo Jinyao snapped out of his thoughts and his eyes met Su Qingsang’s look of worry. She had dispelled the idea he had a moment ago. “It’s nothing. Perhaps I’m overthinking.”
“You were definitely overthinking.” Su Qingsang sighed. “My parents, they have not seen each other for so many years. It must’ve been strange for them to meet again, so it’s only normal that they didn’t know how to react to each other. I really don’t feel that there’s anything suspicious.”
“I guess that’s plausible.”
“Moving forward, I just want to focus on bringing my mother comfort, so that she could live a happier life from now on.”
“As long as you’re happy,” Huo Jinyao thought of another matter. “In the upcoming weekend, we might take your mother to the villa for a few days’ stay, or we could take her for a tour nearby.”
“Sure, this is a good suggestion. She’s getting on in years, so I guess she might not want to venture far. It seems to me that she does not like to venture out at all, and would rather stay at home. We’ll take her somewhere near for some quiet leisure.”
Su Qingsang got off from Huo Jinyao after she finished speaking and picked up her phone to search for suitable places to take Xiang Caiping.
Huo Jinyao broke into a smile as he espied her look of concentration. He decided not to pursue his suspicion that there was something amiss between Su Chenghui and Xiang Caiping. Since Su Qingsang was part of his life, he could always protect her.
His woman did not need to worry; she just needed to live happily.
…
When Su Peizhen entered the house, she found Li Qianxue sitting on the sofa with a steely look on her face. Only when Li Qianxue saw Su Peizhen did she smile.
“You’re back?”
“Yes,” Su Peizhen nodded. “Have you eaten, Mother? Where’s Father? Isn’t he back yet?”
