Chapter 225 Nauseating

Lin Tang sucked on the crayfish while she couldn't help but express her perplexity.

Su Ye actually felt the same when Shan Yan called; even she held onto a shred of doubt.

But hearing Shen Qifeng say it in person erased nearly all of that doubt.

In her mind, the word "depression" had absolutely nothing to do with Su Qingwan—it was as if they were worlds apart.

"Shen Qifeng mentioned it, didn't he? The impact of childhood."

Su Ye cast her gaze downward, suddenly finding the barbecue in front of her less appealing.

Others might not know, but she certainly did.

Unlike Su Qingwan, her own childhood was one of happiness and beauty.

Back then, her mother was still around.

Su He hadn't yet become the shameless man he was today.

With her family's wealth and being the apple of everyone's eye, of course, she was happy.

However, Su Qingwan's childhood must have been the exact opposite.

No father.

A mother who was a mistress that could not see the light of day.