After washing up, Su Li and Feng Huaijin went out together, while the old man and lady kept looking behind them.
"Where’s that kid Tuanzi?" the old man asked curiously.
Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin with slight nervousness, and Feng Huaijin led Su Li to sit down at the dining table, casually saying, "I’ve arranged a tutor for him, so I sent soone to take him back ho for lessons this morning."
Su Li couldn’t help but think Feng Huaijin was quite the liar, fabricating stories on the spot.
The elderly couple didn’t doubt him, though they seed slightly disappointed.
Unexpectedly, he left so early, but the elderly couple didn’t say anything.
Breakfast was a traditional Chinese one, and Su Li ate happily; the piping hot soup dumplings were exceptionally delicious.
The old man glanced at Su Li and suddenly asked, "Xiao Li, if you can’t solve the issues at work, let Huaijin help you out; otherwise, what’s the use of having him?"
Su Li, with a confused look while eating the steaming buns, asked, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"
Feng Huaijin slightly smiled at Su Li’s natural use of the word "Grandpa."
"Those things on the internet."
Su Li was puzzled; what things on the internet?
After breakfast, Su Li took out her phone and checked Weibo. It seed Director Qin Tai had posted another seemingly complaining Weibo post.
Su Li chuckled and paid it no mind.
The entertainnt circle is a complicated place, always filled with envy and jealousy.
Su Li didn’t care; shouldn’t the victor allow the defeated to grumble a bit?
Feng Huaijin drove Su Li back to the three-person shared villa, and upon entering the villa complex, they could see the old professors doing Tai Chi, and so playing chess.
The courtyard was filled with flowers and fruit trees, brimming with vitality.
The villa’s door was tightly shut, and Su Li guessed Lu Xiaomian and Xu Haohao were still asleep.
Su Li walked into the flower-filled courtyard in front of the small villa and waved to Feng Huaijin, saying, "Mr. Qi, I’m ho. No need to see off."
Su Li took out a key from her pocket to open the door, but suddenly, Feng Huaijin raised his hand to press her shoulder and pinned her against the white door, which let out a muffled thud.
Su Li looked up at Feng Huaijin in slight shock, "Seventh Master Feng, what are you doing?"
Feng Huaijin tightened his grip on Su Li’s shoulder, lowering his head slightly, his dark hair brushing against Su Li’s strands, his palm tingling as if on fire.
It’s been interrupted twice already, from the ti Su Li invited him for a al before the Spring Festival until now.
This ti, it must succeed.
Especially after last night, the taste of sleeping in an embrace had left him wanting more.
He wanted the legitimate status to lie beside her, not having to skulk around and rely on his son!
Feng Huaijin suddenly lifted his deep eyes, locking onto her gaze like an eagle, saying, "Su Li, I think I..."
It was as if Su Li vaguely knew what Feng Huaijin was about to say, hurriedly interrupting, "I don’t want what you think; I want what I think."
Feng Huaijin: "...?"
What the hell? What did she an by that?
Feng Huaijin tightened his grip on her shoulder, pinning her against the door, leaving her nowhere to escape, saying, "I think I should have a legitimate identity."
Su Li blinked rapidly and asked in return, "Tuanzi’s biological father’s identity?"
A low, firm voice ca from above, "An identity that rightfully stands by your side."
"Su Li, how about being my woman?"
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