Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Su Li looked at the dressing room almost filled with branded clothes, bags, and shoes sent by Mu Qingmei, and couldn’t help but pay attention to what Tuanzi said about Mu Qingmei’s future suicide.

She suspected that Mu Qingmei had depression, but had never told anyone.

Having someone check Mu Qingmei’s social media accounts, she discovered a personal Weibo with tens of thousands of followers, often seeing netizens shouting ”cool sister” and ”Mu bro” below.

Mu Qingmei not only had a grand and cool appearance, but also liked to share photos of herself rafting, bungee jumping, and skydiving on Weibo, admired by many.

Su Li browsed through all of Mu Qingmei’s Weibo posts and really couldn’t see any signs of depression; every post seemed very sunny.

Su Li was puzzled and couldn’t figure out why. Asking Tuanzi wasn’t very helpful; Tuanzi only knew about the suicide but not why it happened. Just like he didn’t know why Lu Xiaomian died, and Xu Haohao went to M Country. He only knew the results, not the causes.

”Knock knock knock—” A knock on the door sounded, and the butler poked his head in.

”Miss Su Li, Ji Xuewei, the Heavenly Master, is here.”

Upon hearing this, Su Li’s eyes brightened instantly, and she dashed downstairs, but paused after a few steps.

Ji Xuewei was wearing a white Heavenly Master Robe, sitting properly in a corner of the sofa, surrounded by some servants asking for fortune-telling, while beside her sat a middle-aged couple.

Ji Xuewei lightly coughed and looked at Su Li apologetically: ”Xiao Li, my master asked me to accompany Master Uncle Lan Qing.”

Sheng Lanqing was essentially Mo Yu’s junior sister, so Ji Xuewei and the others addressing her as Master Uncle was appropriate.

When Sheng Lanqing and Su Zhen Tian saw Su Li stop in the middle of the stairs, a hint of surprise appeared in their eyes.

Regarding these biological parents, Su Li chose to avoid them repeatedly, often using being out as an excuse to refuse meetings, but who knew they’d come with Ji Xuewei this time.

Su Li knew it wouldn’t be right not to head down now.

With a somber expression, Su Li went down and asked the servants to bring tea.

Tears welled up in Sheng Lanqing’s eyes, and seeing Su Li opposite her, she wanted to rush forward and hold her hand, ”Su Li, Su Li, Mom I...”

Su Zhen Tian gently patted his wife’s shoulder and softly said, ”Let’s get to the point first.”

Sheng Lanqing quickly gathered her thoughts, looking at Su Li anxiously, ”Xiao Li, you must listen to your mother. Break it off now while your relationship with that Seventh Young Master of the Feng Family is not deep and you’re not married yet. This matter is not as simple as you think; there’s a massive conspiracy behind it!”

The butler standing nearby, smiling amiably, immediately lost his smile at these words, looking extremely dissatisfied at the noble lady Sheng Lanqing.

What nonsense was she talking about?

What’s wrong with our Seventh Young Master?

Su Li’s expression darkened as well, feeling extremely reluctant to see her biological mother. She had never cared for her; every time she appeared, it was to ask her to break off the engagement with Feng Huaijin. How could she be happy?

”You don’t believe it, do you? I specially called your senior sister Ji Xuewei over, let her calculate for you. See if your great calamity is still ahead!”

Sheng Lanqing tugged at Ji Xuewei’s white Heavenly Master Robe.

Ji Xuewei looked a bit embarrassed, remembering her master’s instructions, reluctantly took out the magic artifact used for fortune-telling from her sleeve, and said to Su Li, ”Xiao Li, give me your birth date and time, and I’ll calculate it for you.”

Su Li suddenly laughed, ”Sure, senior sister, calculate if I’m carrying a boy or a girl.”