Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

His mother fell from a legitimate fiancée to a clandestine lover, then had him with some unknown random man, and in the end abandoned him at the door of an orphanage.

Thinking of Mo Si Huang, Su Li couldn’t quite tell what she was feeling inside.

His parents’ background, a life shackled from childhood—could that really count as his reason for changing?

A gentle voice suddenly rang out: ”One’s background and circumstances can’t be an excuse for becoming a worse person.”

Su Li looked up; Feng Ciye was holding a paper cup for guests, lowering his head to take a sip of hot water. Every movement carried a calm ease, unruffled by any change.

Seeing Feng Ciye, the knot in Su Li’s heart gradually began to loosen and clear.

Feng Ciye had lived a lonely life; fate had been cruellest to him. His heart should have been a barren wasteland long ago, yet he still protected that last ray of light within and refused to let it go out.

No matter the circumstances, they shouldn’t be a reason to turn bad.

At least that was true for Feng Ciye.

Su Li thought of the letter Tuanzi left before he left, saying his guardian’s name was Feng Mo. Looking at Du Lu’s embarrassed face and her stubborn refusal to say more, Su Li already understood a lot.

Most likely Mo Si Huang in that world had misunderstood.

When a normal person hears that their biological mother once followed Father Feng, they’d naturally assume they were part of the Feng Family.

Su Li couldn’t help sighing inwardly. This was practically Father Feng’s retribution.

He messed around outside with women and men, produced so many illegitimate children, and in the end the Feng Family estate was taken over by an outsider with no blood ties. If he knew, would he cough up blood on the spot?

Du Lu clasped her hands together, rubbing them as she said, ”You know where Mo Yu lives, right? I’ve told you my story, so you tell me his address.”

Su Li thought for a moment, then smiled and said, ”Even if I told you where Uncle Mo Yu lives, Ms. Du, you still wouldn’t be able to find him.”

Du Lu’s expression turned a bit strained.

Su Li smiled. ”Why don’t you stay in Jiangzhou Prefecture a few more days, Ms. Du? I’ll help you contact Uncle Mo Yu and have him come down the mountain to see you?”

Du Lu’s eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded again and again. ”Great, great! You’ll cover my room and board, right? This villa...”

Su Li laughed and said, ”I’ll have the butler arrange for you to stay in one of Jiangzhou Prefecture’s finest five-star hotels.”

Of course she wasn’t about to let an outsider move into her own home; paying for a hotel was fine.

Judging from these past years, Du Lu clearly hadn’t lived a good life. Hearing that Su Li and the others would cover her food and lodging, and that she’d stay in a five-star hotel suite, she was instantly overjoyed.

After all, she’d come to Jiangzhou Prefecture to find Mo Yu precisely in the hope of squeezing some money out of him. Otherwise she wouldn’t even have enough for rent. Su Li’s arrangement fit Du Lu’s wishes perfectly.

Su Li called the butler in and gave the old gentleman a few instructions.

Only then did Du Lu follow the old butler away, satisfied.

After Du Lu left, Feng Huaijin, lounging against the sofa, suddenly let out a cold laugh. ”If that shameless old man knew that in that world the Feng Family had an outsider sitting as Family Head, I wonder if he’d still have the energy to keep screwing around!”

His son was actually bullied like that by his own guardian; it was simply unbearable.

Hearing this, Feng Ciye put down his cup and smiled. ”This world has already changed. We still can’t say for sure what the final outcome will be.”

Tuanzi’s contact had already set off a butterfly effect.