Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Su Li curiously looked at Feng Huaijin and the others, ”What’s going on?”

The servant pointed outside, also looking frustrated, and said, ”A lot of cars came outside to deliver clothes. They didn’t even tell us who it was.”

Delivering clothes?

Su Li was puzzled and intrigued. She couldn’t help but toss down her chopsticks and dashed towards the door.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at seven or eight black luxury cars parked outside. A group of uniformed people were pushing racks of clothes down from the cars.

Every single piece of clothing on those racks was from globally popular brands, from hats to high heels, everything was included.

The styles ranged from fresh and sweet to bold and avant-garde, a dazzling array.

This villa belonged to Feng Huaijin, and besides her, there were no other women. These women’s clothes must definitely be meant for her.

Su Li was dumbfounded, who was this?

Judging from Feng Huaijin’s expression earlier, it was definitely not him. Who sent them?

As Su Li was thinking, the ”knock knock” sound was already echoing from outside the door.

”Miss Su, are you at home?”

Su Li quickly took a step back, glanced at Feng Huaijin’s expressionless face, and hurriedly waved her hand, saying, ”I don’t know what’s going on. I haven’t even talked to any other men lately.”

Well, except for the last time when she happened to meet Feng Ciye at the hospital, but Feng Ciye wouldn’t have any reason to send her clothes like this!

That Fourth Young Master of the Feng Family is incredibly smart. Even if he had other thoughts, he always handled things well on the surface, being considerate of others and never making things difficult.

How could he possibly send clothes to his seventh brother’s fiancée, and in such a blatant manner?

But besides him, she really couldn’t think of anyone else.

Feng Huaijin tossed aside his chopsticks and strode over, his voice indifferent, ”Then let’s open the door and see which person is actually sending clothes to my fiancée.”

The door was opened with a ”swoosh,” and several smiling attendants looked at them, their voices ingratiatingly asking, ”Miss Su, should we deliver them to your dressing room?”

Su Li: ”...”

”Who sent them?” Su Li immediately asked.

The attendants exchanged glances, some beginning to look puzzled. Didn’t Miss Su Li know?

”It was Miss Mu Qingmei who placed the order and had us deliver them. Didn’t Miss Mu contact you?”

Su Li was surprised and quickly went to pick up her phone.

Since Feng Huaijin returned last night, she hadn’t had any time to look at her phone. After waking up this morning, she was brought down by Feng Huaijin for breakfast, no opportunity to check her phone.

She opened WeChat and, indeed, Mu Qingmei had sent a message last night.

[Mu Qingmei: Su Li, I bought some clothes, shoes, and bags for you. They will be delivered to Brother Qi’s villa, so be sure to sign for them.]

Su Li was puzzled but also relieved. At least they weren’t sent by some random man...

Su Li asked those attendants to bring them inside, tugged at Feng Huaijin’s sleeve, and looked at him eagerly, saying, ”They were sent by Mu Qingmei, not someone else. Mu Qingmei, your childhood friend.”

Su Li observed Feng Huaijin’s expression, wondering who would’ve thought that after hearing this, instead of calming down, his cold expression didn’t soften. In fact, his brows furrowed even more tightly, enough to pinch a fly to death!

Su Li: ”...???”

She had already said it was his childhood female friend who sent them, not some random guy!

Mu Qingmei, this girl, Feng Huaijin had always considered her as a brother. She always acted appropriately, making it hard for Su Li to misunderstand, so she had a favorable impression of Mu Qingmei.