Li Qianxue's heart had been hanging by a thread. When she saw Su Qingsang go on stage, she was very afraid. She had never been so scared before.
She was afraid that Su Qingsang would lose when competing against Su Peizhen. She was afraid that Su Qingsang would suffer.
She regretted countless times. She regretted why she had not been more magnanimous and tolerant.
If she had trained Su Qingsang according to same standards she had trained Su Peizhen, then Su Qingsang would be even more outstanding today.
That was until she saw Su Qingsang's performance, and until she heard her daughter speak.
Her heart had been hanging in the air and all the way until Su Qingsang left the stage at the end.
Her heart, which had been worried about Su Qingsang, seemed to have finally calmed down.
A layer of sweat broke out on her back. After Su Qingsang's performance, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
