To My Dear Mr. Huo

Xiang Caiping remained silent, so Su Qingsang had to do something to break the tension. With Shi Mengwan finally here, the atmosphere warmed up a little. Xiang Caiping smiled particularly brilliantly when she saw Su Qingsang smile.

Su Chenghui kept looking at her. He wanted to speak to her several times but failed to say a single word. The dinner ended in him being embarrassed.

After dinner, Shi Mengwan proposed to singing karaoke. In the past, the two of them could roar through the night singing karaoke on Su Qingsang’s birthdays.

Now that Xiang Caiping was there, Su Qingsang had to ask if she wanted to go.

“Let’s go. If you go every year, let’s do it,” answered Xiang Caiping.

There was one karaoke bar near the Chaowen Community, and Shi Mengwan had made an early reservation. They all went to the karaoke bar.

Su Chenghui followed them, wanting to talk to Xiang Caiping, who kept ignoring him. The atmosphere between the two people was really awkward.

After Su Qingsang and Shi Mengwan “sang” several songs, the atmosphere had gotten better. Xiang Caiping said she was too old to sing and would just listen to them.

Su Chenghui tried to sit next to her, but Xiang Caiping got up and sat next to Su Qingsang when he approached her.

After trying twice, Su Chenghui finally sat in the corner and did not move. Because the two oldest were acting like children, Su Qingsang finally had to suggest going home.

Huo Jinyao didn’t say anything. Su Chenghui followed Xiang Caiping and asked her to get in his car. She simply ignored him and got in Huo Jinyao’s car.

Su Chenghui still wanted to try, but Huo Jinyao blocked his way.

“Dad, Mom doesn’t want to see you right now. How about you give her some time to calm down?”

Su Chenghui glared at Huo Jinyao and said, “You know nothing. Get out of the way.” His tone was not friendly.

“Dad.” Huo Jinyao kept the same attitude. He even smiled faintly. “I really don’t know anything about it, but it’s getting late. Next time, okay?”

His smile faded a little as he saw Su Chenghui didn’t want to give up. “Today is Qingsang’s birthday. Dad, you’d better talk to Mom next time.”

Su Chenghui stood still and finally nodded with a glare at Huo Jinyao. He left quite unwillingly.

Shi Mengwan did not stay long, either. She waved at Su Qingsang and left.

Huo Jinyao drove Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping home. Looking at Su Qingsang, Xiang Caiping was about to say something several times but said nothing.

“Qingsang—”

“Mom, you are tired. Go to your room and rest,” said Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang had figured out approximately what Xiang Caiping had been angry about. She didn’t know how to console her.

“Qingsang, I, I—” Xiang Caiping had a lot to say but couldn’t get it out.

Su Qingsang could not help but give her a hug. “Mom, you don’t need to say it. I know. I’m fine. I’m doing well now.”

The more she said, the more guilty and sad Xiang Caiping became. Looking at Su Qingsang’s overly calm face, she knew that she was used to such neglect.

She felt sad and nodded heavily. She turned quickly back to her room.

Su Qingsang looked at her back and then turned to Huo Jinyao.

“What is it?” Huo Jinyao saw she didn’t look happy. “Unhappy? Are you angry, too?”

“Not at all. What could I be angry about?” Su Qingsang shook her head. She was not angry, she was used to Su Chenghui forgetting her birthday. “I just think my mother overreacted a little bit.”