Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 955: Chapter 955: His Ideal Woman Is Su Li

Su Li immediately walked in the direction Feng Huaimu had just gone.

She was different from others; her purple eyes had excellent night vision, making everything appear as if it were daylight.

So, even though this was her first time in the underground wine cellar and its terrain was quite complex, Su Li didn’t stumble or bump into anything.

She quickly headed towards where Feng Huaimu had just gone, suddenly stopping in her tracks, shocked by the scene in front of her.

The tall man was huddled beside a wine rack, with broken wine bottles scattered on the ground. The rich aroma of the spilled wine was somewhat intoxicating.

In a voice filled with disbelief, Su Li softly called out, ”B-big brother? Are you alright?”

Feng Huaimu held onto the rack with one hand, speaking with difficulty, ”Sorry, I... I have night blindness and can’t see clearly.”

Su Li was a bit surprised that Feng Huaimu had night blindness. She quickly stepped forward, tugging at the corner of Feng Huaimu’s clothes, saying, ”Then let me take you out, big brother. I have good night vision, I won’t let you stumble or bump into anything.”

”Really?”

”Yes.”

As they spoke, the two smoothly made their way to the center of the underground wine cellar. Suddenly, the lights overhead turned back on, and urgent footsteps could be heard approaching from a distance.

A tall and familiar figure appeared, grabbing Su Li with one hand and holding Tuanzi with the other: ”Are you alright?”

Su Li released Feng Huaimu’s sleeve and looked at Feng Huaijin in surprise, ”Why did you come down? Did the lights in the underground wine cellar trip?”

Feng Huaijin frowned slightly, a faint and cold light flickering in his eyes, ”As long as you’re okay.”

Su Li turned to Feng Huaimu, noting that his previously pale face gradually regained its color under the bright lights.

Su Li picked up a bottle of wine she had chosen and said, ”I’ve made my choice. Let’s go up; the smell of wine here is too strong.”

Su Li tugged Feng Huaijin’s sleeve as they headed upstairs. Feng Huaijin, with his hands behind his back, listened as Su Li proudly talked about how much red wine was stored in this underground cellar, probably more than even his own grandson knew. How enviable, isn’t it?

Without looking at her, Feng Huaijin suddenly asked, ”Oh, I’d like to know what Miss Su Li’s criteria for a partner were before she met me?”

Su Li’s eloquent voice came to an abrupt halt, staring blankly at Feng Huaijin.

Did he... did he hear just now?

She was speaking so softly with Feng Huaimu, yet it reached the cellar’s entrance?

Feng Huaijin, with his hands behind his back, leaned slightly forward, his prominent nose lightly brushing against her delicate one, saying meaningfully, ”Hmm? What’s the matter? Tell me.”

Su Li clutched the bottle of grape juice in her arms, her ears turning a deep red from embarrassment, stammering, ”Partner criteria... I... I, just someone who’s good to me, handsome, rich, and kind... kind!”

At first, Feng Huaijin thought she was describing him. But upon hearing the last word, he wanted Su Li to quickly stop talking.

Wasn’t she talking about Feng Ciye, not him!

Feng Huaijin looked at Su Li with great interest, smiling, ”No wonder you have a concept that partner criteria is just a standard. When you meet the one, those criteria don’t matter anymore. I understand deeply.”

Su Li shot Feng Huaijin a glare, saying, ”Isn’t that allowed? Then what is Mr. Qi’s criteria for a partner?”

She figured she probably didn’t meet his criteria either.

Feng Huaijin glanced sideways, his thin lips lightly tossing out a word: ”You.”

What?

He repeated: ”You.”

He had never thought about what his future wife would look like, nor had he ever had a standard for it.

But the moment he saw Su Li, he thought, now he did.