Chapter 417 - Where is Qingsang’s Mother? (1/2)

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the family had been a little intense. Maybe it was because Su Peizhen was still abroad.

Li Qianxue was wearing a sour face all the time as if someone owed her. She didn’t look happy on New Year’s eve at all.

Even Old Master Li had noticed her weird mood. However, he didn’t mention a word about it, since she herself never said anything.

Young people had their own problems. Parents shouldn’t be interfering with their lives, he thought.

Old Master Li had spent many years worrying about Li Qianxue. He had now turned too old to worry about his daughter.

Li Qianxue suffered a slight headache once she got up from the bed. She stayed in her room and didn’t want to go out. Some guests visited in the morning. Their families weren’t as wealthy as the Su Family, so Li Qianxue had no need to show them special hospitality.

After the guests left, she went back to her bed. Dislike could be detected on her face when she saw Su Chenghui.

These days, she found Su Chenghui so annoying. She had lost her hope for that man, and no longer wanted to be with him.

Su Chenghui came out of the bathroom and paused briefly when he saw Li Qianxue. Recently, his relationship with her had been in a very bad state.

Ever since that day she caught him at the hospital, she never said a word to him.

The New Year should be the time for families to talk to each other and reconnect, yet the two of them had not even one word to say to each other.

Li Qianxue smiled at the guests but always looked at Su Chenghui with cold eyes.

They each took one side of the bed. A couple of nights ago, Li Qianxue got herself an extra quilt, so she didn’t have to share one with Su Chenghui.

Now she went back to the bedroom to rest. Seeing Su Chenghui looking at the bed, she turned to the other side of the room.

There was a chaise lounge in the room, handcrafted in Italy. Li Qianxue took out a blanket from the closet, then lay on the lounge and prepared to catch some sleep.

Before she fell asleep, she heard the noises of a car in the backyard. She felt a little irritated. Many people visited the family during the New Year, and she could never rest.

In the past, she didn’t feel so tired of dealing with visitors.

Soon later, Su Yuxin came upstairs.

“Mom, Dad?” Su Yuxin looked at his parents, sensing the weird atmosphere in the room. He gave a long sigh.

Everyone wanted a happy family with parents who loved each other. Su Yuxin had no idea when he started to realize that it was an extravagant hope for him.

“My sister and brother-in-law are here.”

Su Peizhen was still abroad, so by sister and brother-in-law he meant, of course, Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao.

Li Qianxue got up when Su Yuxin came in. Hearing what the boy said, she gave Su Chenghui a glance. Seeing the latter remain motionless, she curved her lips in a sarcastic smile.

“Your most precious daughter is here to wish you Happy New Year. Aren’t you going downstairs to welcome them?”

Su Chenghui didn’t look happy.

Li Qianxue glanced at Su Yuxin, then said to him, “I have a headache. I’m going to take some more sleep.”

After saying that, she lay back down. Su Yuxin felt a little helpless. He couldn’t help but turn to Su Chenghui.

Su Chenghui had to go downstairs, no matter how reluctant he was to see Su Qingsang.

Downstairs, Huo Jinyao was playing an exciting chess game with Old Master Li, while Su Qingsang was watching. She didn’t know much about chess but could tell that the battle was intense.

Old Master Li had his eyebrows furrowed, while Huo Jinyao looked carefree. It seemed that he was doing better than Old Master Li.

Seeing Su Chenghui again, Su Qingsang had complex feelings.

In her eyes, Su Chenghui was an irresponsible man. However, that irresponsible man was her father.

“Dad.”

“Father,” Huo Jinyao stopped playing and stood up to greet Su Chenghui.