Su Ping went back home.
Su Lingyue was still with their mom, gently comforting her.
Su Ping understood that all those pieces of news had come as a great shock to their mom. All this time he had been hiding his true strength from her for all this time, then she found out all of a sudden. A million questions were awaiting Su Ping.
He felt a headache.
"Ma."
Su Ping called her in a low voice.
Su Lingyue and their mom were still chatting when they heard him. To their surprise, Su Ping was standing by the door, craning his neck to peer.
It had been a long time since Su Lingyue saw Su Ping treading so carefully. All of a sudden, a familiar feeling from the past came back to her.
Li Qingru stood up and walked to Su Ping, worried and nervous. A torrent of questions was thrown at him.
Su Ping produced a forced smile. He walked his mother back to the sofa while setting her at ease, then he slowly told her the story.