"I heard that you also stayed in Youzhou City for a period of time before, so you must have heard that Xiao Jinpei did not get any benefits before leaving Sir these two times."
Looking at Su Jinluo, Xiang Linghan directly mentioned Xiao Jinpei's tragic situation.
"The treatment Xiao Jinpei received was all a result of your deliberate arrangement and indulgence?"
Although Su Jinluo had already had this suspicion in his mind, just hearing Xiang Linghan's words still made Su Jinluo feel a little chilled.
It seems that she was luckier in her previous life than Xiao Jinpei in this life.
In her previous life, Xiang Linghan was famous and very concerned about face. Although she was killed, she did not suffer the same humiliation as Xiao Jinpei, and she died innocently.
As a thousand-year-old ghost, Su Jinluo's concept of chastity is not as strong as Xiao Jinpei's.
But as a normal woman, no one can accept being oppressed and bullied by a group of men who are unfamiliar or even annoying.
In this life, Su Jing was so open-minded and found so many "brothers" for herself. In comparison, she died much more happily in the previous life.
Hearing Su Jinluo mention this again, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Su Jingtian's face.
Speaking of which, Su Jingtian didn't mean this at the beginning.
At that time, Su Jingtian was having a headache because his son-in-law, Wanqi Tianze, was too powerful and hindered his grand plans.
Once he heard that Su Mingfeng had brought Xiao Jinpei, Su Jingtian had no time to distract Xiao Jinpei and just refused to let Xiao Jinpei in.
Who would have known that Xiao Jinpei would disappear overnight.
By the time he heard about Xiao Jinpei again, Xiao Jinpei had already stayed in a ruined temple filled with many beggars. She had lost her innocence and became a forbidden concubine for those beggars.
Originally Su Jingtian was not prepared to accept Xiao Jinpei, but now that Xiao Jinpei has become like this, Su Jingtian will not even look at Xiao Jinpei again.
After knowing Xiao Jinpei's state, Su Jingtian simply pretended that there had never been a woman named Xiao Jinpei in his life.
He had so many cuckolds on his head, and when his daughter brought up this topic, Su Jingtian's face was of course dull.
Seeing Su Jingtian's distressed expression, Su Jinluo felt relieved.
"What do you mean by picking me up here?"
The stain named Xiao Jinpei on Su Jingtian's body may never be washed away, so Su Jinluo did not continue to worry about it.
"You and my daughter have not seen each other for almost a year, and my father is about to become a grandfather. Are you really so cruel that you don't want to meet your father?"
Su Jingtian's eyes darkened, filled with pain:
"Are you still blaming your father for favoring the wrong person and treating you a little badly before?"
Feeling that Su Jinluo was listening to his words, Su Jingtian looked at Su Jinluo calmly:
"But Luo'er, you have to know that no matter how good I am to Su Mingfeng, it is only material in nature at most. The communication I have with her has never been as good as the communication I have with you."
So to put it bluntly, he satisfied Su Mingfeng materially, but Su Jinluo got spiritual satisfaction.
As for material things, Su Jinluo had a grandfather as wealthy as Jin Shi'an, and even he, a father, didn't have as much money as Su Jinluo.
"Yeah?"
Su Jinluo looked at Su Jingtian calmly. Hearing Su Jingtian's words, he was neither happy nor sad, neither surprised nor angry, and was very calm.