Su Qi suddenly stuttered and couldn't speak. In order to prevent Qiu Zimo from seeing his panic at the moment, he added: "These are all the evidences that can be obtained from Mingli. There are many situations where he makes things difficult for me.
I can’t understand it clearly, but he seems to make things difficult for me and oppose me everywhere. Master, do you think I can stop hating him?!"
Su Qi finished speaking in one breath and pulled the grass on the lawn fiercely. The evil things Xiao Hen had done to him were simply too numerous to describe. These things alone were enough to make him die a thousand times.
Qiu Zimo listened quietly to the grievances between Su Qi and Xiao Hen. She did not expect that the two had already forged such deep hatred before entering the camp.
"You came to the competition disguised as a man to get revenge on Mr. Xiao?"
Qiu Zimo asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I did come in to take revenge on him. Otherwise, how could I, a woman, marry the princess? Although my father forced me, I don't think he could do anything to me if I didn't marry."
Su Qi's expression relaxed, unlike the one where he was gnashing his teeth in hatred just now.
"So, you risked the crime of deceiving the emperor and sneaked into the camp just for revenge?"
If it was just for revenge, Su Qi could have ended things with Xiao Hen outside the camp. Why risk his life and come here to pretend?
"I didn't think too much about it at the time. I just thought I wouldn't make it easy for him, so I walked in with a big step."
Listening to what Qiu Zimo said, Su Qi felt that she had been a little impulsive at the time, but looking back and thinking about it now, if she was asked to choose again, she would probably make the same decision without hesitation.
The wind stirs up sultry thoughts, waving and spreading like boundless love threads.
If love comes from the heart, then hate comes from how deeply you love.
It’s not that there is no trace of love, it’s just that some people hide all their love with hate.
From Su Qi's words, Qiu Zimo could tell that she indeed hated him, to the bone and to the very core.
"Su Qi, close your eyes. If you were asked to name someone, who would you name?"
Su Qi gave Qiu Zimo a look of pure hatred, but she really wanted to know how deeply Xiao Hen occupied a position in her heart.
Su Qi glanced at Qiu Zimo's warm eyes in confusion, closed her eyes obediently, and searched for a name that could be spoken.
However, what appeared in her eyes, in her mind, and in her heart was Xiao Hen's cold face.
"Xiao Hen!"
Su Qi didn't want to look at him again, so she opened her eyes and said these two words.
It was something that was expected, but Qiu Zimo was still startled when she heard Xiao Hen's name.
Su Qi was a little girl in her previous life, and he was half of her mother. Was it the love he gave her that made her unaware of his existence? Or was what he did not considered love at all in her eyes?
Qiu Zimo couldn't express the shock in her heart.
She told herself that no matter whether Su Qi cared about her or not, she was still her mother and would always treat her well.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Su Qi saw Qiu Zimo silent, with a trace of sadness on her gentle face.
Qiu Zimo broke free from her thoughts, looked at Su Qi's curious eyes, and said: "Do you really hate Young Master Xiao so much??"