"Still, even if Xiao Qiao did it, I don't blame her, because I have no right to blame her."
"Now that I've seen her today and know that she's doing well and living happily, I can finally rest easy."
Cheng Haoming took a deep breath and finally set down the heavy burden he had been carrying.
These past three years had been very hard for him.
It wasn't because he had married a shrew, nor was it because of what had happened in the past. It was because deep down, he had always been regretful, guilty, and worried.
He had worried about Su Qiao's health, worried that she would be looked down on in the Qi Family, and worried that the Qi Family would make things difficult for her.
But now, it seemed he had clearly been worrying for nothing.
Qi Muhan had taken excellent care of her.
At least, far better than she had been treated in the Cheng Family.
He glanced at his father, who was looking at him anxiously, and said calmly, "Don't worry. I won't bother her again. I'm not as foolish as you."
Even though he knew it would infuriate his maternal grandfather's family, he had still bailed out that ambitious woman, Mei Yuxin, in the end enraging his maternal grandfather and prompting him to resolve to deal with the Cheng Family.
If he hadn't stepped in, the Cheng Family probably wouldn't have had even scraps left.
Guilt filled Cheng Tianhao's eyes. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, only a few almost inaudible words came out.
"I... I'm sorry to your mother..."
Even if she was a little foolish, she had still been the woman who had accompanied him for so many years.
What had possessed him to lose