After hearing Su Yingqing's harsh words, Chen Yuqin's face changed.
She shook her head, her voice trembling: "But...your dad will be sad if he knows. I don't want to make him sad..."
"sad?"
Su Yingqing's voice suddenly rose, her eyes full of sarcasm, "Has he ever cared about us? Mom, you cheated on him, he has no feelings for us anymore! Do you still expect him to feel sorry for you?"
Chen Yuqin's face turned pale instantly, tears welled up in her eyes: "Yingqing, don't say that... Mommy feels bad too."
"Uncomfortable? Then tell me, what should we do?" Su Yingqing's voice was filled with suppressed anger. "If he doesn't care about us, are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"
Chen Yuqin lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs: "But... Mom really doesn't want to hurt him. After all, we once..."
"Once?" Su Yingqing interrupted her, her tone sharp, "The love we once had is long gone! He only has Su Yingxue in his eyes now, and doesn't care about us mother and daughter at all!"
Chen Yuqin's tears finally fell, and her voice trembled: "Yingqing, Mom knows I'm sorry for you...but Mom really doesn't know what to do..."
"Don't know?" Su Yingqing sneered, "Then listen to me! We can't be soft-hearted anymore, otherwise he will just step on us!"
Chen Yuqin raised her head and looked at her daughter's cold face, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.
She recalled Su Zhijian's indifference and alienation over the years, and a chill gradually arose in her heart.
"Maybe... you're right." She whispered, with a hint of determination in her voice, "Mom can't go on like this."
Su Yingqing's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and her tone softened a little: "Mom, don't worry, as long as we get the Su family's property, we won't have to depend on others in the future."
Chen Yuqin wiped her tears and took a deep breath: "But...what should we do? Although your grandfather is ill, he will not easily press his handprint."
"You don't have to worry about that." Su Yingqing sneered, "I have my own way. As long as you cooperate with me, everything will go well."
Chen Yuqin looked at her daughter, feeling both distressed and helpless.
She knew that Su Yingqing had made up her mind and it would be useless for her to hesitate any longer.
"Okay, Mom will listen to you." She whispered, with a hint of firmness in her voice, "We, mother and daughter, can't be bullied anymore."
Su Yingqing's eyes flashed with relief, and she held her mother's hand: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely let us live a good life."
Chen Yuqin nodded, but her heart was still heavy.
She knew that once she embarked on this path, there would be no turning back.
But for her daughter, she was willing to risk everything.
"Yingqing, Mom will help you." She whispered with a hint of determination in her voice, "Let's work together to take back what belongs to us."
Su Yingqing's mouth corners slightly raised, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes: "That's right, Mom, we will definitely succeed."
The mother and daughter looked at each other, as if they already knew each other's thoughts.
"Mom, you take a rest first. I'll go get ready." Su Yingqing let go of her mother's hand and said calmly, "Tomorrow, we'll start the action."
Chen Yuqin nodded and watched her daughter leave the room.
She felt both nervous and expectant, as if she had already seen hope for the future.
"Zhijian, I'm sorry..." She murmured in a low voice, tears welling up again, "This time, I can only choose my daughter."
She knew that from this moment on, she had to be ruthless in order to bring happiness to both herself and her daughter.
…
It was already past two in the afternoon when Su Yingxue and her group returned to Pengcheng.
The sunlight shone through the car window onto her face, but it could not dispel the haze in her heart.
"I want to go to the mourning hall to see grandpa first." She whispered, with a hint of urgency in her voice.
Tan Zhengchu held her hand, his tone gentle but firm: "Yingxue, you are very tired, go home and rest first. It won't be too late to go to the funeral hall tomorrow."
Su Yingxue frowned, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes: "But I want to go now, Grandpa..."
"I know you're sad, but your health is more important." Tan Zhengchu interrupted her, his tone full of unquestionable concern, "The children need you, too."
Su Yingxue was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's go home first."
After returning to the Tan family's old house, Su Yingxue went to see the children first.
Seven children gathered around her. Although they were young, they seemed to feel the heavy atmosphere at home and were so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.
"Mom, great-grandfather..." Dabao hesitated, his eyes full of worry.
Su Yingxue forced a smile and patted Dabao's head: "It's okay, Mom will take you to see your great grandfather tomorrow."
After calming the children, she returned to the room and went into the bathroom.
The person in the mirror looked pale, with dark circles under his eyes, and looked haggard.
"Grandpa..." She murmured softly, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.
Just then, Tan Zhengchu pushed the door open and walked in, gently hugging her from behind.
"Don't be too sad. Grandpa wouldn't want to see you like this." His voice was low and gentle.
Su Yingxue closed her eyes and leaned into his arms: "I know, but I can't control it..."
"You have to control yourself." Tan Zhengchu's tone suddenly became serious. "The situation at the Su family is complicated now. Grandpa's death may be related to someone. If you lose control of your emotions, it may make things worse."
Su Yingxue raised her head and looked at Tan Zhengchu through the mirror: "You mean...Su Yingqing?"
Tan Zhengchu nodded: "She has always been eyeing the Su family. Now that Grandpa has passed away, she will definitely take the opportunity to act. If you conflict with her, it will only make the situation more chaotic."
Su Yingxue took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will control my emotions."
Tan Zhengchu kissed her forehead gently: "I believe you."
The next morning, Su Yingxue finished washing up, changed into a black dress and put on a black coat.
Her expression was still sad, but there was a hint of determination in her eyes.
The seven children also changed into black clothes. Little Seven's eyes were red, obviously he had been crying.
"Mom, is it true that great-grandpa will never wake up again?" Xiao Qi threw himself into Su Yingxue's arms, his voice choked with sobs.
Su Yingxue squatted down and gently wiped away the tears on Xiaoqi's face: "Grandpa went to a very far place, but he will always watch over us."
Tan Zhengchu came over and picked up Xiaoqi: "Heaven is a beautiful place. Great Grandpa will be very happy there."
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