The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Su Peiyun didn’t know whether the world was crazy or not. She only knew that looking at her daughter’s worrying mental state, she was going crazy.

What exactly happened?

Su Peiyun finally couldn't help it and was about to ask when Ye Qingluo suddenly laughed.

"Mom, you are right."

Ye Qingluo picked up a piece of cut apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table and put it into his mouth.

Only after the sweet and sour taste faded did she continue: "If I were a man and I was in huge foreign debt, I would not confess my love to the woman I truly loved."

After hearing what her daughter said, Su Peiyun couldn't help but feel startled even though she was mentally prepared.

It seems she was right.

It’s still because of this incident.

There are actually two key points in this matter: one is the huge foreign debt, and the other is the sincerity of what is said.

These two points are contradictory in a sense.

If they appear on the same person at the same time, there is a high probability that one of them is fake.

The huge foreign debt is a concrete and quantifiable thing, and it is easy to judge whether it is true or false. Her daughter would not like a man so much that she would make a mistake about this.

So there is no doubt that the problem lies in sincerity.

Only sincerity is intangible and cannot be quantified, and can only be judged based on personal feelings.

Su Peiyun firmly believed that something must have happened during the time when her daughter was not at home, which made her see the other party's true face and wake up.

——The man she liked very much didn't really mean what he said to her.

Since Su Peiyun had predicted this long ago, she would not be surprised.

But she still felt sorry for this silly girl.

"You don't need to remind me of this. I should have considered this." Ye Qingluo sighed, "It seems that I am really a hopeless love-brained person. I don't learn from my mistakes."

Su Peiyun stood up and sat next to Ye Qingluo, hugged her gently, and said to her in a soothing tone: "Relationships are inherently complicated. The way you get along with different people will inevitably be different, and the experience will also be different. Therefore, there is no cookie-cutter reference experience in relationships, and there is no absolute learning from failure."

Su Peiyun didn't know what Ye Qingluo was thinking exactly and could only guess based on her feelings.

Seeing her daughter relax and snuggle in her arms like when she was little, Su Peiyun raised her hand and patted her shoulder, saying softly: "Child, you don't have to blame yourself. There is only one thing that mom thinks I can share with you as an experience, that is, before loving others, you must love yourself first. No one in this world understands your feelings better than yourself, so we must pay attention to our own needs and care about our own feelings, whether we are sad or happy, first soothe our emotions, and then talk about other things."

"Got it." Ye Qingluo nodded obediently in Su Peiyun's arms, and took the initiative to open his heart and said, "Mom, I have indeed been a little shocked these days, and my mood is not stable, but you don't have to worry. Generally speaking, I haven't suffered any loss, and I won't wrong myself. I just encountered a particularly outrageous thing, and I don't know how to deal with it for a while."

Thinking about what happened a week ago, Ye Qingluo still feels the pain of sharpening a blunt knife.

Before she left, she gave Fu Yehan a chance and explained clearly all the possible misunderstandings between them. It was not because she was magnanimous, but because she wanted to save some dignity for herself.

The more you want to cut off the relationship completely in the shortest possible time, the more you need to be calm and dignified when you make the final move.

But in the end she lost control.

At the moment she cried and hit people, she could clearly feel that she was wronged.

The more she insisted that she didn't blame the other party and that it was all her own fault, the more wronged she felt.

Clearly from the very beginning, all her starting points were to consider the other party, so why in the end, all her silent efforts became the biggest joke?

Maybe it was because he vented some of his emotions that day, Ye Qingluo took another week to adjust and is feeling much better now.

Only occasionally when I think of my mood at that time, I still feel a slight dull pain.

However, her mood was not her biggest headache at the moment. The biggest headache for her now was that the relationship between her and Fu Yehan was really - hard to talk about.

She didn't know how to tell her mother that she had secretly married without her knowing.

Not only did her marriage partner not have a huge foreign debt, but there was no other man in the entire capital who was richer than her marriage partner.

Even the wealth of the capital's top lawyer next door who is so obsessed with money may not even be a fraction of the other person's.

However, a week ago, this wealthy tycoon with immeasurable wealth proposed to her the only acceptable divorce condition: to leave the house with nothing.

Ye Qingluo was still struggling over whether or not to confess his own affairs when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"I'll open the door."

Ye Qingluo stood up from his mother's arms, went to the visual panel at the entrance, took a look, then pressed the unlock button, went out and welcomed Chu Tianqing in.

Chu Tianqing never came empty-handed, so Ye Qingluo was not polite. He took the gift box from her hand and put it aside, then found slippers for her.

"Godmother, I haven't eaten yet." Chu Tianqing was not shy and asked directly after entering the door, "Do you have any dinner left? I'll just have a few bites."

"I've saved some food for you." Su Peiyun said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Ah, my godmother loves me the most." Chu Tianqing was so excited that her heart was blossoming.

Su Peiyun was amused by her appearance and reminded her, "Go wash your hands first."

"Okay, right away."

Su Peiyun turned on the gas and heated up the slightly cold food in the steamer for a while.

Chu Tianqing carried a backpack with some clothes for changing. She came so late and had no plans to go back at night.

After filling his stomach, Chu Tianqing didn't rush upstairs. He sat on the sofa and chatted with Su Peiyun about family matters for a while.

It was not until there was thunder outside and there were signs of rain that Chu Tianqing went upstairs with Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo closed the window, turned on the air conditioner, found a pillow and quilt from the closet, and tidied up Chu Tianqing's half of the bed. Then he sat at the end of the bed and asked, "Tell me, is there anything important that you must tell me in person?"

"Tell me what's going on with you first."

Chu Tianqing found her pajamas from her bag and before going to take a shower, she pulled out the chair under the desk, sat opposite Ye Qingluo, and said straight to the point: "You haven't turned on your phone for a week. Who are you trying to lose touch with?"

Ye Qingluo did not evade the question and asked, "You can see that I am playing the game of losing contact, so who else can I be with?"

Chu Tianqing dragged the chair closer to her and asked as if whispering, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your husband?"