Cheng Su didn’t plan to meddle in Hualing’s family affairs. After all, everyone’s choices and beliefs are different, and she couldn’t judge whether others’ decisions were right or wrong.
But even though she didn’t intend to get involved, Hualing sought her out.
Qi Taiguo was also home at the time. Seeing Hualing arrive, he knowingly stood up and said to Cheng Su, "I’ll go find Old Gao for some tea and chat."
Cheng Su nodded slightly, handed him his coat, and after he left, she welcomed Hualing in.
Hualing took note of the tacit understanding between the two, feeling an immense envy and jealousy in her heart.
They were both the same kind of people, so why were they so in sync, while she and Chen Shouwang seemed like enemies?
"Want an apple? I’ll peel one for you!" Cheng Su pointed to the apples on the coffee table and, without waiting for Hualing’s response, picked up a knife to start peeling.
Hualing stared fixedly at her, asking, "Do you really look down on me?"
Hearing this, Cheng Su almost cut her own finger. She looked up and asked, "Why do you think that?"
"If it were you, you’d get a divorce, right? But I haven’t, I’m still struggling, holding on to such a man." Hualing scoffed at herself.
Cheng Su sighed, having foreseen this outcome. The thoughts of the older generation were indeed like this.
"They all pressured me, talking to me every day about how children of single parents turn out. I had no other way." Hualing laughed coldly.
"So, my dad pulled some strings and gave that woman a sum of money to change her story, saying they were just ordinary friends. Ha, how laughable is that? Who would believe such an explanation?" Hualing said, "From start to finish, I was just a joke; no one would believe it."
"Whether others believe it or not has nothing to do with you. Things are already like this; caring about others’ opinions is meaningless. Since you’ve chosen this path, you should focus on how to walk it. What do you plan to do? Are you just going to keep this up, having a love-hate relationship with Chen Shouwang?" Cheng Su asked.
"Love-hate relationship?" Hualing murmured, then suddenly laughed, "Exactly, our relationship now is indeed one of love and hate. There’s nothing wrong with it; it’s just fine this way. Not getting a divorce doesn’t mean I forgive him. I will remember his betrayal to me and this family until I die." Cheng Su noted the madness in her eyes and couldn’t help but rebuke, "Are you crazy? Aren’t you just punishing yourself this way?"

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