Chapter 268 - I Don’t Mind (2/2)

Treats me well? Buying a house for me equates to treating me well? Su Qingsang did not know what constituted the kind of good treatment which Xiang Caiping was referring to, so she did not elaborate further on this topic. “My domestic helper is making dinner. I assume you haven’t had dinner?”

“Not yet.” Xiang Caiping gave a wave of her hand. “You have hired help? Is it expensive to hire a domestic helper here?”

“Huo Jinyao hired her. I’m not sure if it is expensive. She comes here daily to tidy the rooms and make dinner.”

Xiang Caiping nodded as she recalled the young man she had seen. “Huo Jinyao? Was he the young man with you previously? Your…”

“My husband,” Su Qingsang said the term much more naturally now.

Xiang Caiping thought of how Huo Jinyao had sent someone to settle the incident of her waist injury as well as the car that he had driven previously. “Is he… is he very wealthy?”

Su Qingsang was caught off guard by Xiang Caiping’s question and paused before replying, “He’s well off.”

“Please don’t brood over my question. I don’t mean anything by it. I’m only concerned about you. Did your father introduce him to you?”

“No, I came across him myself.”

Xiang Caiping nodded and silence came between the two women again. Xiang Caiping was holding back what she wanted to say and Su Qingsang could not think of anything to say.

Su Qingsang lacked experience in getting along with her elders. At that moment, Huo Jinyao returned home from work. Once he got back, he was notified by the domestic helper that Su Qingsang had brought someone home.

When Su Qingsang and Xiang Caiping went to the living area, Huo Jinyao was putting down his keys. He saw Xiang Caiping the moment he looked up.

“Dear, this person is…”

Huo Jinyao had a good memory and immediately recalled the incident with this older woman back in Rong City.

“She…” Su Qingsang was deliberating on how she could explain to Huo Jinyao when the domestic helper announced that dinner was ready.

“Let’s have dinner. We’ll talk after dinner.”

“Sure,” Huo Jinyao nodded and, out of courtesy, did not probe. The way his deep eyes looked at Xiang Caiping, however, was full of doubt.