"What are you trying to say?" Li Qianxue still didn't turn around. Her voice was a little hoarse, sounding as if it was suppressed. "If you're trying to say something in Su Qingsang's defense, you don't have to."
After so many years, the fact that she had never dealt with her directly was already her biggest expression of tolerance.
If she were expected to treat Su Qingsang like her own biological daughter, she'd be unable to do it. She was not an all-forgiving saint.
"Mom. I'm not trying to defend her. I'm just asking you, do you trust me?"
"What are you trying to say?" Li Qianxue finally turned around. She looked at Su Yuxin, not knowing what he meant.
Su Yuxin stretched out a hand and placed it on Li Qianxue's shoulder. "Mom, there are certain things that I know you'll never believe even if I tell you. So, I'll just skip that process."
As he spoke, he plucked a strand of hair from Li Qianxue's head.
