After all, ten years had passed, yet she still couldn't stand having Su Qiao in her sight, and her heart was still filled with resentment toward them.
"It's just a pity for Xiao Qiao."
Su Qiao's Father wasn't worried at all. Thinking of Su Qiao just now, a few traces of pride even appeared in his eyes. "This child is just as outstanding and dazzling as we had initially guessed. I believe she can understand us too."
"Ah, if only Xiao Yan could get along peacefully with her. Then we'd have two daughters." Su Mother actually missed Su Qiao deeply.
"Isn't she our daughter now too? We just need to care about her more from now on." Su Qiao's Father knew very well that he and Su Qiao could never return to how things had been before.
Thinking of Du Muhan, Su Mother asked curiously, "That male forensic doctor just now—was he really her new boyfriend? He looks a little cold, like he might be difficult to get along with."
Su Qiao's Father disagreed. "We should trust her judgment. She's been outstanding since she was little."
Su Mother relaxed. "That's true. She's a good child who never made us worry much from the time she was little."
Meanwhile, after Su Qiao pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw that Tao Junhui wasn't lying on the bed. Instead, he stood by the window smoking.
"Weren't you injured? Why aren't you lying in bed? And you're even smoking?"
"I'm a little troubled." Tao Junhui pressed the half-smoked cigarette into a paper cup. "I'm done smoking."
Su Qiao could more or less guess what was troubling him. He had taken a hit, nothing more.
But she had no obligation to comfort him.
She took the latest deduction report from her