To My Dear Mr. Huo

How dare she beat her, and how dare she humiliate her like that.

"Dad. Tell me, I beg you, to tell me that I am not what that woman said. My mother is not what that woman said. Tell me, tell me."

Su Pei was really excited. She shook Su Chenghui's arm, persistently asking for an answer: "Dad, tell me, tell me. She's all lying to me, right? Isn't she?"

Su Chenghui Nisang was stunned. He had never expected that things would develop like this. To him, this was really a shocking thing.

How could it be like this? How did Su Qingsang meet Su Peizhen in Japan? Even if they meet, Xiang Caiping and Su Peizhen have an impulse?

Looking at Su Peizhen, Su Chenghui couldn't speak. For the first time in decades, he felt a little confused.

There was a kind of anxiety that things were out of his control, and that anxiety caused his brain to shut down for a moment.

Hearing Su Peizhen's anxious voice, he suddenly calmed down.

His position in the Li family for more than 20 years is not for nothing, and it is not for nothing that he brought the Su family to what it is now.

If he hadn't been able to weigh the pros and cons in the first place, how could he be like this?

"Dad, tell me."

Seeing that he didn't answer his own words, Su Peizhen became more and more anxious. Could it be that Su Chenghui was really snatched from the other party by her mother as the woman said?

"Peizhen. Listen to me." Su Chenghui supported Su Peizhen's shoulder, his voice had already calmed down: "You don't need to worry about these things for now. Let's leave this matter alone."

"What?" Su Peizhen's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Dad, what did you say?"

"I said let's leave it at that."

"Dad." Su Peizhen raised his voice by one degree, and couldn't believe his ears: "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said--"

"Is what that woman said true?" The only thing Su Peizhen could think of was this: "Is it true that my mother snatched you from her?"

"Peizhen." Su Chenghui frowned, wanting to explain, but Su Peizhen didn't want to listen.

"Don't call me."

She shook her head, thinking of that woman, thinking of that slap in the face.

"Do you know that woman hit me? Did she hit me?" Su Peizhen just felt that this breath was really hard to swallow: "Since we were young, you and my mother were not even willing to touch my fingers, but that woman But hit me?"

"Peizhen—"

"Now you don't want to help me avenge you, you don't want to help me punish the woman who bullied me, but let me forget it like this?"

Su Peizhen took a big step back and kept shaking his head: "Dad, so those are all true? You really don't love my mother? Is that the woman you love?"

Su Chenghui frowned subconsciously: "Peizhen, it's not what you think, me and your mother, in fact, you—"

"I don't want to hear it." Su Pei really couldn't listen anymore, she waved her hand, her face was full of despair: "No wonder that woman dared to hit me?"

"Peizhen." Su Chenghui did not expect the conflict between Su Peizhen and Xiang Caiping.

"Dad." Su Peizhen suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Chenghui's hand. She exerted some strength, and her young and charming face was filled with anger and shock: "You want to get that woman back now, don't you? Do you want to get that woman back?" Is she taking my mother place? Is she?"

Second watch. .