"What?" The honking could still be heard from behind. Su Qingsang was a little anxious. "Huo Jinyao, stop thinking, just drive."
Huo Jinyao started the car and drove away from the crossroad.
"Darling, I think I know who your real mother is," he sounded much more certain than before.
"Who?"
"Li Qianxue."
How come he never thought about that? That was highly possible.
"What did you say?" Su Qingsang opened her eyes wide. For a moment, she looked at Huo Jinyao like he were a crazy person. "Are you out of your mind?"
"I'm not out of my mind." Huo Jinyao was never so calm in his life. "Your father is out of his mind."
"That's impossible," Su Qingsang shook her head.
"Darling, listen to me."
Huo Jinyao pulled over and turned to look into her eyes.
"You see, that is very possible."
He looked at Su Qingsang, who seemed not to believe his words, and put his hands on her shoulders.
