Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 885: Chapter 885: Bidding Farewell to the Night, Welcoming a Brand New Future

Su Li asked in return, ”Fourth Young Master, was the attack on Feng Huaijin in M Country the doing of the Feng Family, according to your investigation?”

Feng Ciye clasped his hands behind his back, his voice steady and calm, ”Predictably, it should be due to internal conflict within the Feng Family.”

He had investigated and concluded that those who targeted Feng Huaijin in M Country were likely from the Feng Family.

However, he hadn’t yet identified whether it was Old Six, Fifth, or others hidden in the shadows.

Feng Ciye raised his chin slightly, saying with concern, ”Do you suspect it was me?”

Su Li retorted, ”You should ask Ling Chenyu about this.”

The evidence was gleaned from Ling Chenyu, who would only assist Feng Ciye.

A trace of coldness flashed through those stunning phoenix eyes, and upon closer inspection, they returned to their usual gentle look.

Feng Ciye’s eyes shifted like a stream of light; he deflected the primary issue, saying, ”I’ve never done anything to hurt you.”

He hadn’t hurt her, but he hadn’t denied confronting Feng Huaijin.

Su Li quickly understood the implication in Feng Ciye’s words and sighed heavily, ”Feng Huaijin once caused you to be hospitalized for half a year; standing from your perspective, your actions are justified.”

From Feng Ciye’s standpoint, confronting Feng Huaijin was natural; they were competitors and enemies.

”However, I cannot stand from your perspective.”

Feng Ciye’s phoenix eyes began to be tinged with red at the corners, his hands clenching into fists behind him, ”What do you mean?”

Su Li looked into those phoenix eyes and solemnly said, ”Because I’ve promised Feng Huaijin, I am now Feng Huaijin’s girlfriend. If you hurt him, you’re my enemy.”

Thus, she could only stand beside Feng Huaijin, considering his position.

The atmosphere in the hall became subtly tense; the air seemed to have stagnated.

Feng Ciye suddenly raised his hand, delicately touching his aching forehead, and let out a low groan.

Xu Haohao awkwardly peeked out from the kitchen, timidly asking, ”Would you like some tea? The water is ready.”

Feng Ciye lowered his hand, smiling gently, ”No need, we can chat another time.”

Feng Ciye turned and walked out with hands behind him, his silhouette bleached and glaring in the early summer sunlight.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

”Ci Ye... Ci Ye...”

Feng Ciye walked ahead, seemingly immersed in his own world, oblivious even to the old professors calling him nearby.

He had no family, no lover, no friends; no one ever truly cared for him.

At fourteen, he returned to the Feng Family, and his father renamed him Ciye, hoping he would bid farewell to the endless dark night of the previous fourteen years and embrace a bright future.

He once believed that perhaps, finally, a glimmer appeared in his twenty-year-long darkness, guiding him to strive forward.

Ultimately, he realized the light’s end was not his, merely a passing meteor that briefly brightened his life.

He had always dwelled in darkness, never leaving, and that light grew more distant.

Feng Ciye lowered his eyelids, red tinting the corners already, as he let out a cold laugh, ”Ling Chenyu, it’s you again...”

Even so, he still wanted to grasp that fleeting light that might not belong to him.

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Xu Haohao emerged, holding a teapot of floral tea, her face wrinkled as she said, ”Xiao Li, weren’t you a bit too obvious just now?”

Su Li earnestly gazed at Xu Haohao, saying, ”I’ve already promised to be with Feng Huaijin; if I remain neutral between them, I’d be letting Feng Huaijin down.”

She did not want Feng Huaijin to be upset.