Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Xu Haohao was completely stunned.

There was a purpose behind it.

There truly was a purpose.

From the beginning to the end, there was always a purpose, but she was a fool, deeply immersed in that beautiful romance, unable to extricate herself.

She was nothing but a stepping stone for him to hurt Xiao Li.

The deliberate approach was real, the intentional eavesdropping was real, all the manipulations were real...

Why is it all like this?

When she had given everything to him, was that the moment she realized everything? At this very moment, she was in too deep—how could she extricate herself?

Such shrewd calculation!

This was simply not a normal person.

He had woven a net from the very beginning—a huge net that caught her firmly, with no escape.

”Haha... haha... Feng Huaimu, you’re amazing, how are you so amazing?” Xu Haohao laughed heartily, while tears cascaded down her cheeks, trickling into her mouth with a stinging saltiness.

Xu Haohao never cried, at least not in his memory. She had never cried, always laughing, and every time he saw her smile, no matter how many thoughts and plans in his heart would be put on hold.

Now seeing her cry, there was an inexplicable discomfort in his heart. Feng Huaimu lowered his eyes and said indifferently, ”If I was truly amazing, you wouldn’t know about this now.”

Xu Haohao grasped the armrest with one hand, trembling violently. She cried while sneering, ”Did Young Master Feng become intoxicated with power last night, forgetting to guard against me?” Did he forget that she couldn’t sleep soundly in bed because of the pain?

Feng Huaimu didn’t answer, turned around, and went downstairs, disappearing from sight.

Xu Haohao sat on the floor, wailing loudly, tears streaming down like rain.

She... would have rather he was a swindling gay who lied about marriage and emotions—how was she supposed to cope now?

Xu Haohao didn’t know how long she cried on the floor, as if her heart and soul were breaking, before she struggled to get up and returned to her room.

The first thing she did was to look for her phone. Just as she turned on the screen, a bitter smile appeared on her dry lips.

The phone signal was cut off.

She sat by the window holding her phone, sleepless for the entire night thereafter.

The next day, when she came downstairs, her hair was disheveled, still wearing last night’s nightgown, and she saw Feng Huaimu sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Feng Huaimu looked away and smiled at her, ”Haohao, good morning.”

The attitude almost made Xu Haohao think everything from last night was just an illusion.

The skeletal butler came over and handed them each a glass of pure milk, sizing Xu Haohao up, ”Miss Haohao, did you not sleep well?”

Feng Huaimu took the milk and took a sip, white milk rimmed his lips, ”Since Haohao hasn’t been feeling well lately, just rest at home peacefully.”

Xu Haohao abruptly stood up, slapping the milk cup away with such force, staring incredulously at Feng Huaimu, ”Feng Huaimu, do you intend to restrict my personal freedom?”

The rich milk spread across the dining table, the hot milk running past Xu Haohao’s fingertips, feeling slightly scalding.

Feng Huaimu laughed, ”No, it’s just that Jiang City isn’t safe recently, it’s better for Haohao to wait at home for me.”

Xu Haohao stared at the table full of milk, gradually sneering, ”No wonder... no wonder...”

”No wonder you wanted me to live with you from the start, so this was your purpose all along.” Xu Haohao thought she wouldn’t cry anymore, yet tears again flooded her eyes, sneering in self-mockery.

Living with him, didn’t that mean walking into his trap to become his captive voluntarily?