Chu Lianxin didn’t gain any advantage at the Chu Family, so she slipped over to the Su Family, where she found the father and son drunkenly celebrating their sudden fortune.
Chu Lianxin’s heart itched. How Su Li had treated her in the past, she would repay in kind!
Yet she knew clearly, even if she dared to cause trouble at Seventh Master Feng’s engagent party, Su Li and Feng Huaijin could simply reschedule their engagent!
Is there a way to settle this once and for all?
Chu Lianxin was feeling restless, when suddenly she saw Su Haotian getting up shakily with an empty beer bottle, swaying around the cramped living room.
Su Haotian’s face was flushed, and he belched hard with great pride, his voice slurred, saying: "Lianxin, do you know what the smartest thing I ever did was?"
Chu Lianxin raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
Su Haotian, wobbling, sneered: "It wasn’t once, at the casino, betting a fortune of fifty million without a blink; it was... sleeping with Sheng Lanqing, hahaha—"
Chu Lianxin suddenly recalled that Sheng Lanqing seed to be Su Li’s biological mother’s na; she had vaguely heard it before.
Chu Lianxin’s face imdiately darkened: "Dad, you’re drunk, hurry back to sleep."
She wasn’t interested in hearing her foster father’s boasting about his affair from years ago.
The drunken Su Haotian clearly didn’t want to go back, waving the beer bottle in the living room, his flushed face turning a bit fierce: "That woman doesn’t know what’s good for her. She’s a fugitive, and she still—still looks down on ? How am I worse than him...?"
Chu Lianxin was startled all over and rushed over: "Dad, what did you say? Su Li’s biological mother is a fugitive? Make it clear!"
Su Haotian collapsed entirely onto the filthy leather sofa, muttering sothing indistinctly.
Chu Lianxin’s heart was simultaneously angry and excited; if Su Li’s biological mother was a fugitive...
The Feng Family could overlook a common girl marrying into the wealthy family, as long as her background was clean and didn’t disgrace the century-old family.
But if Su Li’s mother was a fugitive, how could the Feng Family tolerate it?
Chu Lianxin looked at the completely drunk Su Haotian, and in the dim light, a aningful smile spread across her face...
*
Su Li was overwheld with busyness, having to prepare for final exams, and also taking care of Chu Canyang who’s recovering from a leg injury for a major entrance exam in a few days. She also had to personally review the significant developnt projects at Star Sky Entertainnt.
Additionally, she wanted to personally look at the details of the engagent banquet.
Every day, she was so exhausted that she didn’t even have the energy to chat with Tuanzi, who was also tired from attending tutoring classes recently.
Su Li was wearily looking at the docunts when suddenly a long hand reached out in front of her and snatched the papers from her hand.
Su Li looked at the now empty space, lifted her head to look over, her voice sweet and soft as if she were sulking: "What are you doing?"
Feng Huaijin’s sword-like brows furrowed together, displeased: "Su Li, do you think you’re a robot? Still looking at Star Sky Entertainnt’s project docunts now?"
Recently, she had been so busy that in just a few days, Su Li’s already delicate face had slimd down a fair bit.
Su Li wrapped her arms around Feng Huaijin’s shoulder, laughing gently and whispering in his ear: "Is Seventh Master distressed for now?"
Feng Huaijin: "...Mm."
Feng Huaijin, holding the project docunts in one hand, stretched out his long arm, lifting her horizontally and taking her back to the bedroom, placing her on the big bed, pulling over the cool quilt from the side and covering her, leaning down to look into Su Li’s tired eyes, he said, allowing no refusal: "Su Li, I’ll write the project proposal for you, you just rest well."
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