Chapter 405: Where Was Her Real Daughter?

She spent years wondering whose daughter she was. That puzzle was solved when she found Xiang Caiping.

However, unexpectedly, the question suddenly came back now.

Who was she? Who were her parents?

“Darling,” Huo Jinyao held her hand. She instinctively tried to free herself from his grip but failed. She felt annoyed.

“Let go of me.”

That was not right. Something was definitely wrong.

“Darling.”

Huo Jinyao didn’t let her go, but held her in his arms and said, “What happened to you?”

“Let go of me. I can’t think like this.”

“Don’t think,” Huo Jinyao held her tight, “Don’t think. Look at me. Look in my eyes.”

Huo Jinyao looked at her and said, “What happened? Tell me.”

Su Qingsang looked at his handsome face. His vivid, bright eyes were fixed on her.

She slightly moved her lips but failed to let out a word.

Her eyes were a little red and her face was pale. Huo Jinyao held her tight and said, “Whatever it is, let’s go home first.”

Su Qingsang didn’t say no, but followed him upstairs.

They went in, turned on the light and closed the door. Su Qingsang walked to the couch, sat down, and grabbed a cus.h.i.+on.

Huo Siyao glanced at her, then went into the kitchen, poured a gla.s.s of water, and put it in her hand.

“Have some water.”

The water flowed into her throat, dispelling some of the tightness in it.

Huo Jinyao turned on the air conditioning too. As the air temperature rose, Su Qingsang calmed down. She put the gla.s.s aside and held the cus.h.i.+on tight.

“Huo Jinyao, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”

Her att.i.tude was awful. Huo Jinyao didn’t say anything but held her hands.

“Don’t mention that. What happened? Tell me.”

It was the second time he saw her like that. The last time it happened after that pregnant woman threw herself down the stairs. This time, it seemed to be even worse.

Su Qingsang pressed her lips together and stared at Huo Jinyao.

Huo Jinyao looked back at her, silent as well.

Su Qingsang dropped her head, seemingly to think. Huo Jinyao looked at her, patiently waiting for her to start talking.

The air conditioner worked very well. Su Qingsang felt a little hot. She took off her coat but didn’t let go of the cus.h.i.+on in her arms.

She turned her face away, looking at a random spot.

“Huo Jinyao, have you heard about Mendelian genetic principles?”

“What?”

“Mendelian genetic principles,” Su Qingsang said word by word composedly, without turning her eyes away from that random spot. “It’s about dominant and recessive genes, including the heredity law of blood type. In simple words, the patterns of blood group inheritance.”

“No,” Huo Jinyao shook his head. He majored in commercial management, then an MBA. He had no knowledge of the medical sphere. “What’s about these Mendelian genetic principles?”

What did that have to do with the reason she was upset?

“According to Mendelian genetic principles, people with blood type O can’t possibly have type AB children, regardless of the blood types of the other parent.”

“Mm, so?” Huo Jinyao didn’t see the point yet.

Su Qingsang finally turned her eyes back to him. “My mom is type O. Do you know what my blood type is?”

“What?” Huo Jinyao guessed what she was about to say.

“I’m type AB.” Su Qingsang said with a calm face. “Do you understand? My blood type is AB.”

Huo Jinyao knitted his eyebrows to think carefully. After pondering upon her words, he looked at her and said uncertainly, “Perhaps your father is type AB.”

“Huo Jinyao, you didn’t get what I said. Type O people can’t possibly have type AB kids, no matter what blood type their spouses have. Blood type O is recessive. Two parents with type O and AB can only have type A or type B children.”

Looking at Huo Jinyao’s eyes, Su Qingsang tried to make it clearer. “So, even if my father is type AB, I would either be type A or type B, if I’m the daughter of my mother and my father, but definitely not AB.”

This time, Huo Jinyao understood her. “Are you saying that…” He looked at Su Qingsang with a complicated expression on his face.

“I’m not Xiang Caiping’s daughter,” said Su Qingsang in a flat voice. “I can’t be.”

Huo Jinyao fell into silence, looking at her. Su Qingsang didn’t say anything else. She hadn’t told Xiang Caiping about that yet.

Xiang Caiping hadn’t recovered from the injury yet. She couldn’t tell her. She didn’t want to break her heart and worsen her condition.

Besides, Xiang Caiping had really been treating her as her daughter. How sad would she be if she knew that Su Qingsang was not her daughter?

Su Qingsang didn’t even dare to imagine that. During the past two months, she and Xiang Caiping had grown in affection toward each other. She didn’t want Xiang Caiping to be sad.

Who else could she talk to?

She wasn’t Xiang Caiping’s daughter. So whose daughter was she? Was Su Chenghui really her father?

“I’m not Xiang Caiping’s daughter. Who am I? Who’s my mother?”

Who was she? Was she Su Chenghui’s daughter? If she wasn’t, why did she grow up in the Su Family?

If she was Su Chenghui’s daughter, who was her real mother? Was there another woman in Su Chenghui’s life? Was that woman her mother? Did she send her to grow up in the Su Family for some unknown reason?

Su Chenghui never liked her. Was that because he always knew that she was not Xiang Caiping’s daughter?

Huo Jinyao stayed silent. He had some doubts and some clues, and now he finally connected them.

Su Chenghui never forgot about Xiang Caiping, but never liked the daughter that he supposedly had with her. Huo Jinyao had been wondering why the whole time.

He was definitely not trying to protect Su Qingsang from Li Qianxue and her child.

If Su Qingsang was who he claimed she was, he could act as if he didn’t love her in front of the Su Family people, but be nice to her in private.

However, the truth was, he was never nice to her. Now Huo Jinyao finally figured out why.

Based on Su Qingsang’s words, he thought of another possibility.

“I think Su Chenghui might not be your father.”

“If I’m not his daughter, why did he raise me?” That did not make any sense.

“Didn’t we talk about it last time? He kept you in the family to make Li Qianxue unhappy.”

“That doesn’t make sense. If I’m not my parents’ daughter, where is my Mom’s, I mean, Xiang Caiping’s… where is her daughter?”