Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Now that Mu Qingmei knew the reason, that proud rich young lady must be feeling utterly miserable inside right now...

Su Li sighed over and over in her heart. Sometimes she really wanted to ask Mo Si Huang to his face: now that he’s finally free, is he happy?

Su Li thought for a bit, then took the initiative to say, ”Even if this is true, it doesn’t mean he didn’t really like you.”

Tuanzi had told her before that his guardian Uncle was a very strange man. After becoming the Family Head, he never refused blind dates, but every single woman he met had short hair...

Of all the girls she’d met so far, Mu Qingmei was the only one with short hair. She figured it had to be her.

Mu Qingmei lifted her chin rather arrogantly at that. ”So what? Using me was his starting point. It’s not like I’ve got Stockholm syndrome, why should I make a fool of myself? Once I’m better, the whole world’s pretty boys will be lining up for sister to spoil. I don’t need him.”

There was light in Mu Qingmei’s brows and eyes; she was full of hope for recovering in the Future.

Su Li felt a deep, wordless sigh inside. That’s why you should never bring any deceit into a relationship, otherwise you’re just asking to get kicked.

Mu Qingmei clapped her hands. ”Enough about this, just thinking about it makes my anger flare. Su Li, has Brother Qi proposed to you yet?”

The sudden change of topic from Mu Qingmei left Su Li a bit stunned. A blush flew up onto her cheeks, and she stammered slightly as she asked, ”Proposed what?”

Mu Qingmei’s gaze dropped to Su Li’s round belly. ”You’re not seriously going to have a baby out of wedlock, are you? Isn’t it almost time for you to turn twenty and register for a marriage license?”

Su Li’s face instantly turned awkward.

Too much had been happening lately; she had actually almost forgotten... next month would already be March, and her twentieth birthday was about to arrive—she’d be able to get a marriage certificate.

Mu Qingmei teased, ”It’s fine if you forget. As long as Brother Qi doesn’t, you’re good. Congrats in advance, you two.”

After ending the video call with Mu Qingmei, Su Li’s head was completely filled with her teasing from just now: going to register at twenty next month, it’s fine if she forgets she’s pregnant, as long as Brother Qi doesn’t forget...

So far Feng Huaijin didn’t seem to have made any sort of move.

The door creaked, and Feng Huaijin walked in from outside in a black overcoat, the cold wind tugging at its hem.

”The Ao Shi Group legal team has everything ready. We’ll be filing the lawsuit against Feng Huaimu with the court any day now.”

Su Li glanced at Feng Huaijin’s completely empty hands and nodded absent-mindedly. ”Oh.”

Looks like Feng Huaijin was even less aware of this matter than she was...

Feng Huaijin looked at the prenatal education book casually tossed on the bed and raised his brows slightly. ”I remember you were on this same page yesterday. What’s up with you today?”

Su Li burrowed into the covers and turned her back to him. ”What do you mean, what’s up with me? I’ve been perfectly fine.”

Feng Huaijin stared at Su Li wrapped up in the blanket, silently grumbling in his heart. Women always say the opposite of what they mean; who knows who said what to her.

Feng Huaijin thought it over from every angle and felt he hadn’t done anything lately that would make Su Li unhappy. He pondered for a moment, then leaned over to coax her. ”Su Li, come with me to the study for a bit. I have something to show you.”

Su Li instantly thought of what Mu Qingmei had said earlier—next month would be her twentieth birthday and she could get a marriage license... Her eyes lit up at once. She threw back the covers, got out of bed, and nodded eagerly. ”Okay, okay, let’s go see it right now.”

Feng Huaijin: ”...”

Why is she this excited?