On the other side, Zhao Dong was waiting inside the house.
When he saw someone coming back, he hurriedly greeted him.
Sophie lowered her head and couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.
Zhao Dong noticed that she was in a bad mood and hugged her, "What's wrong?"
Sophie wiped the corners of her eyes, "Zhao Dong, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back and I quarreled with him again..."
Zhao Dong couldn't laugh or cry, "Then did you win the argument, or did you lose the argument?"
Sophie was depressed, "What time has it been? Are you still in the mood to joke?"
Zhao Dong pulled the person back to the sofa, pulled out a tissue and said: "Look at you, you had a quarrel with dad, and you have wronged yourself like this, what are you trying to do?"
Sophie tore the paper into two pieces, "I don't know, I just feel unhappy."
"Ever since I was little, I have tried my best to please him. Whatever he says, I will do my best to do it."
"But I have never done anything that makes him happy. No matter how hard I try, he will never recognize me!"
"Really, I really hope that he can treat me as a daughter, but every time, he only treats me as a tool!"
"You took advantage of her again and again, and broke my heart again and again."
"I know, Mom has been blaming me for what happened back then..."
Regarding family matters, Sophie confided for the first time.
Seeing her sadness, Zhao Dong hugged her and comforted her: "How could it be? All fathers in the world love their daughters."
Sophie raised her head and laughed at herself: "Zhao Dong, do you know?"
"After his mother passed away, he burned all the family photos in the house except for her single photo!"
"Every year on my mother's memorial day, he never lets me go with him."
"Until now, I don't even know where my mother is buried. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Zhao Dong was stunned. He didn't expect that there would be such a complicated gap between father and daughter.
He wanted to explain, but it was difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Without knowing the inside story, he did not dare to open his mouth rashly.
Sophie sighed and said in disappointment: "I feel that sometimes he even regards me as the murderer who killed my mother!"
"Really, sometimes the way he looks at me makes me feel cold and heartless, which makes me particularly scared!"
"Just because he doesn't like the excitement at home, I don't even have a close friend!"
"I have been afraid of him since I was a child and dare not approach him!"
"Sometimes I even think about how great it would be if I was the one who died in that car accident."
"This way I don't have to live so tiredly, and I don't have to live in his shadow!"
Zhao Dong asked in a low voice, "But you still love him, right?"
Sophie said nothing.
Zhao Dong hugged him tightly.
No wonder when I first met Sophie, she wrapped herself like a piece of ice.
Growing up in a single-parent family since childhood, Zhao Dong can especially understand Sophie's situation.
Every child who grows up in a single-parent family is like an angel with broken wings. They are rebellious, paranoid, and fanatical.
Just like him, when he was an adolescent, he almost went astray.
But he is luckier than Sophie. He has a big brother, Yuanyuan, and many people who care about him.
But what does Sophie have?
Zhao Dong held Sophie in his arms, feeling pity and heartache.
Under the connection of minds, he could even feel Sophie's feelings for her father.
Heavy and complex.
For example, during the last operation, she was even willing to put down her pride and dignity to beg that villain Cui Jian.
That was also the first time he saw Sophie being so desperate.
But because of her personality, Sophie didn't know how to deal with such a complicated relationship.
Zhao Dong couldn't bear to see her like this, but he still had to tie the bell to untie it. He thought he should have a chat with Su Changtian if he had the chance.
In any case, my daughter will not be allowed to attend Su’s mother’s memorial ceremony?
It makes no sense to do this, so it’s no wonder that Sophie has been struggling with her own problems!
Sophie hesitated to speak, "Zhao Dong..."
Zhao Dong asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Sophie swallowed the words as she spoke, "Forget it...it's okay..."
Zhao Dong probed: "Do you want me to go over and see Dad?"
Sophie remained silent, as if by default.
Zhao Dong asked back, "You are obviously worried about him, why don't you go there yourself?"
Sophie was still trying to be brave, "Who is worried about him?"
Zhao Dong sighed, "You are so hard-spoken and soft-hearted!"
"Obviously I missed him in my heart, but I still wanted to quarrel with him. In the end, my dad didn't do anything. Instead, he made himself angry and cried."
"Tell me, why are you doing this?"
"Let's go, let's go there together, apologize, admit our mistakes, or something?"
Sophie glared and said forcefully: "I said it won't be the case. If you want to go, go by yourself. Don't drag me along!"
Zhao Dong stood up and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll go."
"Just wait for me to come back!"
After Zhao Dong left, Sophie squatted in front of the suitcase and pulled out a book from the inside of the mezzanine.
Turning the pages of the book, I finally pulled out a very secret photo.
The photo is obviously faded and full of wrinkles.
In the photo, she is sitting on a swing, smiling brightly, with Su Changtian and a woman with picturesque features accompanying her.
Sophie's palms gently touched the old photos, and tears fell in series!
…
By the time Zhao Dong came back from the study, Sophie had returned to normal.
She was too embarrassed to ask, so she kept silent.
Zhao Dong took the initiative and said: "Dad is fine, he is taking a nap."
Sophie didn't appreciate it, "Why are you telling me this?"
Although she said it was powerful, her body clearly relaxed and her eyes softened.
Zhao Dong didn't even try to point it out, but just took the person away and left.
When they arrived at the kitchen, Sophie said in surprise, "Zhao Dong, what are you doing?"
Zhao Dong explained, "I'll teach you how to stew a tonic to nourish your spleen and smooth your qi!"
Sophie's eyes averted, "Who is the stew for?"
Zhao Dong grabbed the person, "Of course it's you, who else can I give it to? Didn't I make you angry just now? Then I mustn't show it?"
Sophie said amusedly: "You're making me some tonic, why did you drag me to the kitchen?"
Zhao Dong continued, "Well, this tonic is not only good for your health, it can also beautify your skin. If you learn how to do it, you can also stew it for yourself in the future!"
Sophie waved her hand, "Forget it, Aunt Mei will see me going to the kitchen later and will teach me a lesson again."
Zhao Dong gave her a step up, "You don't have to reach out, I'll do it, just look at it!"
Sophie reluctantly said: "Okay, Zhao Dong, let's see how you perform!"
The kitchen is busy.
Sophie said she didn't care, but kept asking questions, and finally she gradually became involved.
…
While having dinner.
Finally, there were no outsiders at the dinner table.
The rules of the Su family have always been like this: eat without talking or sleep without talking.
Just as she was using her chopsticks, Wang Ma brought a soup cup from the kitchen and said, "Sir, this is what my uncle and my lady stewed this afternoon."
"I heard it can nourish the spleen and smooth the qi. Try it and see."
Aunt Mei's face lit up, "Okay, Xiaofei has really grown up. When did she learn how to stew tonic?"
Sophie defended, "I didn't, Zhao Dong stewed it."
Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Changtian, come here, you can try it. The children stew it specially for you."
Su Changtian put down his chopsticks, and the harmonious atmosphere was interrupted by his indifference, "There are no rules. What does it look like when you chatter while eating?"
"Children are fooling around, and you should follow suit!"
After saying that, he looked at Sophie again and reprimanded: "The women of the Su family don't go to the kitchen, so what I said has turned a deaf ear to you?"
Sophie froze, and the fire of hope that had just been ignited was once again doused by a basin of cold water!