Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 419: Chapter 419: Dad, Happy Birthday

Feng Huaijin looked down at the little dumpling, took his soft little hand, and walked quickly toward the Ling Family’s gate.

Not far outside the gate, Su Li was holding a phone in one hand and fidgeting with a leaf in the other, seemingly on a call.

Feng Huaijin’s mind was in turmoil. If Su Li saw a child who looked so much like him, it would be hard to explain!

Tuanzi, with his big round eyes, immediately recognized Su Li’s back under the tree and was about to call out ”Mama” loudly when a big hand covered his mouth.

”Mmm—” Tuanzi looked up and blinked at Feng Huaijin, wondering why his mouth was being covered.

Feng Huaijin leaned slightly and warned in Tuanzi’s ear, ”Don’t yell!”

He covered Tuanzi’s mouth with one hand and picked him up with the other, quickly moving in the opposite direction from Su Li.

Tuanzi, being carried, showed excitement in his grape-like round eyes.

As expected, his daddy could lift him with one hand!

Tuanzi thought for a moment, then wrapped his soft little arms around Feng Huaijin’s neck and snuggled against it, with a deep affection in his eyes.

Feng Huaijin suddenly felt a strange sensation in his heart; the child in his arms gave him a peculiar feeling.

Suppressing the odd feeling, Feng Huaijin looked around to make sure Su Li wouldn’t notice before putting Tuanzi down.

Feng Huaijin stared at Tuanzi, constantly observing the cute little face, and asked in a deep voice, ”Who sent you? Is it Feng Ciye? And who is your mama?”

Tuanzi counted on his fingers, answering the questions obediently: ”No one sent me; I wanted to come on my own.”

”Who is Feng Ciye? I haven’t heard this name before.”

Tuanzi’s voice was soft and glutinous, just like a rice dumpling. He was about to answer his daddy’s last question when his small body suddenly jerked.

The heart inside his little body pounded as if trying to leap out.

Feng Huaijin watched as Tuanzi’s rosy little face turned pale and couldn’t help but tense: ”Little ghost, what’s wrong?”

This feeling...

Tuanzi looked around and roughly understood that it was time for him to leave.

The two small warm hands suddenly clutched Feng Huaijin’s big hand, and he said obediently, ”Daddy, happy birthday.”

Feng Huaijin was shaken, deeply staring at the Tuanzi in front of him. This child gave him a very different feeling, something was odd...

The early autumn night breeze gently lifted the layers of fallen leaves on the ground and silently let them fall again.

Suddenly, someone behind called out, ”Old Seven.”

Feng Huaijin instinctively looked over and saw Feng Ciye dressed in a white suit, elegant as a prince in the night.

Tuanzi saw the man in the white suit, and his eyes suddenly widened several times, just about to speak—

Feng Huaijin’s palm was suddenly empty, and the warm little hand seemed to have vanished.

When Feng Huaijin turned back to look again, the child had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the small path ahead leading to the Ling Family’s garden.

The night was serene, filled with the rich fragrance of osmanthus, intoxicating the soul.

Feng Huaijin smoothed out the wrinkles in his black suit caused by Tuanzi and slowly stood up, staring at Feng Ciye: ”Was this your doing again?”

Feng Ciye, with deep eyes and a faint smile, said, ”Today I was discussing engagement dates—why would I sabotage it myself?”

The clicking of high heels approached, Ling Chenyu wore a sky-blue long dress, a Heart of the Ocean necklace subtly hidden at her chest, walked over to Feng Ciye’s side, and looked at Feng Huaijin with dissatisfaction, ”Seventh Master Feng, you know who sabotaged it!”