CHAPTER 433: CHAPTER 178: THAT UNKNOWN LOVE

The chrysanthemum tea on the terrace, amidst the early spring blooming season, seemed out of place. Just like when Chang Mei first entered Kelly Women’s College, her grey attire stood out awkwardly amongst the brightly dressed girls.

Qiao Chu was the sunshine in her life. Although that ray of sunshine lingered in front of Chang Mei for only such a short time.

She actually admitted it, Su Ziceng was at a loss for words, Chang Mei’s confession left her unsure of what to ask next. Even if it were a new life, even if Su Ziceng had already experienced the various worldly ways of the business battlefield, she was still timid in the face of such bizarre emotions.

"What, do you also want to say that I am abnormal, like everyone else?" Chang Mei sat back on the terrace. There was always an empty seat next to her, Su Ziceng rarely saw Su Qingzhang sitting there; she used to think he disliked it, but now it seems, Chang Mei had deliberately reserved that space.

Su Ziceng tried sitting in the empty seat, the moment she sat down, she could feel Chang Mei shifting uncomfortably, but ultimately Chang Mei endured it and did not speak out to stop her.

"Did dad always know about this?" Su Ziceng asked again.

"What does it matter if he knew? A housekeeper like me, clinging on and enter the house, able to take care of his wife and daughter, was exactly what Su Qingzhang needed at that time," Chang Mei waited until Ye Taina had left, then another empty spot appeared beside Qiao Chu, but Qiao Chu was different from her. Qiao Chu did not like women, so she soon "met" Su Qingzhang.

Such coincidence, the innocently minded Qiao Chu and the deliberately approaching Su Qingzhang, their love was an accidental inevitibility. Su Qingzhang was endlessly grateful to Chang Mei because she introduced Qiao Chu. He always thought it was his plot. Who would have known, it was Chang Mei who set the whole thing up. To forever stay with Qiao Chu, she even gave up the life path she had already set before entering college, even willing to stay in the Su Family in a way frowned upon by society.

"So, did my mother really die because of you?" Su Ziceng’s mood was complex and angry, she was waiting for Chang Mei to deny it. Chang Mei would definitely deny it, deny that her twisted love caused the death of Qiao Chu.

"Yes, I don’t hate her for falling in love with your father. I am willing to lose to a man, I thought I was losing to society, to societal pressure. But she did not believe what I told her. I told her Ye Taina had seduced Su Qingzhang and they had eloped. She still wouldn’t believe, foolish Qiao Chu, she only believed in so-called friendship, damn that friendship." Chang Mei was agitated, she spilled all her tea.

Her clothes, along with her face, were all stained with tea, fragments of chrysanthemum, and a light fragrance, making her look even more pitiful.

"It was me who killed her, I knew pregnant women need to be cautious, I knew she shouldn’t bathe alone, but I still deliberately let her, when I heard her fall in the bathroom, I was so happy I could die," Chang Mei said these words, her face was indistinguishable between tears and tea stains.

The rose essential oil soap that she handpicked as a gift for Qiao Chu, became the direct murder weapon that killed Qiao Chu.

The day before Su Ziceng was born, after a big fight with Qiao Chu as usual, she went into the bathroom as usual, using that soap. But by the time Chang Mei heard the noise in the bathroom, it was already too late.

She killed Qiao Chu. During those days after Qiao Chu’s death, Chang Mei almost daily told people around her such words. After a long time, even she herself thought she had intentionally killed Qiao Chu.

Chang Mei called a servant to come and wipe away the tea, stood up to change clothes, waiting for Su Qingzhang to return, she was like a person suffering from intermittent psychosis, babbling nonsense, but Su Ziceng knew, she was telling the truth.

Instead of harboring resentment for all these years, a wave of sadness replaced it for Su Ziceng. She felt that Qiao Chu did not want her to hate Chang Mei. Because as Chang Mei was recounting, the "Red Love" necklace around her neck was warming up.

It wasn’t the heat full of hatred, nor the passionate scorch, but rather a continuously flowing warmth, like listening to a close friend recounting their sadness.

Qiao Chu had expressed her thoughts, Su Ziceng closed her eyes, sitting on the terrace, facing the spring breeze, feeling a relaxation she had never experienced before.