To My Dear Mr. Huo

"I think there's no need to do it." Su Qingsang sighed, "I can probably understand her."

Huo Jinyao nodded: "That's fine, we will have one more mother to honor in the future."

Looking at Caiping's appearance, she doesn't seem like a person who will come to trouble. Huo Jinyao thought about the information he had investigated, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Su Qingsang looked at Huo Jinyao with a touch of emotion. She moved her lips, and suddenly realized that the word "thank you" seemed too light.

"Why?" Huo Jinyao leaned over and pulled her into his arms: "Did you suddenly realize that your husband is so handsome? Think you found a treasure?"

"Let's drive." This man, anyway, could only be serious in front of her for three minutes.

Huo Jinyao leaned over and kissed her on the cheek: "Yes."

When she got home, Xiang Caiping happened to be standing in front of the dining table, as if she had just served the soup. Seeing Su Qingsang coming in, she rubbed her hands together on the apron.

"Are you back? Are you tired? That meal is ready. I made it."

"Where's Sister Lu?" Su Qingsang glanced in the direction of the kitchen: "Let Sister Lu do this kind of thing in the future."

"It's okay. I'm idle too." Xiang Caiping looked at her nervously, thinking that Su Qingsang was angry: "I just want to do something for you. I really have no other intentions."

"Auntie." Su Qingsang couldn't help but sigh in her heart again: "I don't mean to blame you. I just mean you don't have to do these things."

Xiang Caiping stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Su Qingsang was helpless again, and turned to look at Huo Jinyao, who had just changed his shoes: "Yes, Auntie. Since you are here, you are our elders. How can there be any reason for you to do things? These things make Lu Just do it, sister."

"Fine. Then these—"

Xiang Caiping glanced at the dishes on the table, her expression was full of caution, and Su Qingsang felt a little sour.

"It's okay, that's all for today."

The two went to wash their hands and sat down to eat at the dining table.

What Xiang Caiping cooks is a local specialty of Linshi. A large table was burned.

Seeing Su Qingsang sitting down, she seemed very happy again: "I don't know what you like to eat, I cook these according to the old method. I don't know if the cooking habits of Linshi people have changed over the years .”

"It's okay. Sit down, Auntie."

Su Qingsang has never been a harsh person. Not to mention that this person is her biological mother.

Even if Huo Jinyao had some doubts in his heart, he went halfway after reading the investigation materials, and now he went halfway when he looked at Caiping's performance.

Eating a meal is considered quiet, Xiang Caiping ate very silently, and basically only picked up the food in front of her. Su Qingsang felt a little sorry when she saw it, so she picked up a chopstick and put it in her bowl.

Xiang Caiping's eyes were reddened by Su Qingsang's actions, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Su Qingsang was made uncomfortable by her reaction. I didn't dare to pinch any more, so I ate quietly.

After eating, Xiang Caiping got up again to collect the bowl. Su Qingsang didn't stop her either, and followed Huo Jinyao to the living room to sit down.

She glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and then at Huo Jinyao: "You said, she had her own business in Rongcheng before?"

"Yep."

"Did you do well?"

"It's not bad." Although it's not in the first-tier cities, there are several second- and third-tier prefecture-level cities that have chain supermarkets opened by her, and the business seems to be good.

"These years, she should have had a hard time, right?"

One more.