Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

”I still have some work at the company, I’ll head back first.” After singing the birthday song and cutting the cake for everyone, Su Li mentioned.

On hearing this, Su Li wiped the cream off her face and looked at Feng Ciye as if she had seen a ghost: ”Your company... busy?”

In her eyes, Feng Huaimu was a jobless person, though an elite racer, but a landlord who collected rent every day without going to work.

And Feng Ciye... she knew he also ran a company, with profits globally not being insignificant, but in her eyes, he was just another ”jobless person,” always looking leisurely, drinking tea and admiring flowers.

Today he suddenly said he’s busy with company matters, this was simply unbelievable.

Feng Ciye laughed and said, ”Spring has arrived recently, the flower fields across the Northern Hemisphere are in bloom, I need to handle it.”

Before Su Li could speak, Feng Huaijin said, ”Then let Fourth Brother go.”

Feng Ciye picked up the coat placed beside him, bid farewell to Grandfather and Grandmother, and left Feng Huaijin’s villa.

As soon as Su Li saw Feng Ciye leave, she immediately put down the cake and leaned close to Feng Huaijin’s ear, whispering: ”Why did you really let Feng Ciye go? Didn’t your relationship with him improve?”

Even if he really had to leave, not even a bit of persuasion to stay?

Feng Huaijin lifted his eyelids slightly, and said calmly: ”It’s precisely because our relationship improved that I agreed to let him go, otherwise I would have made him stay a little longer.”

Today he married Su Li, they went to the civil affairs bureau to get their marriage certificate.

From today, Su Li is no longer single legally, but his legitimate wife.

If it weren’t Su Li’s birthday today, Feng Ciye wouldn’t have come.

Sitting here every minute and every second was torture.

If it were two years ago, maybe he would have insisted on finding some reason to keep Feng Ciye here, letting him experience days feeling like years and the taste of being in winter.

Now, he wouldn’t.

Su Li’s beautiful eyes stared at Feng Huaijin, suddenly the cake in her hand didn’t taste sweet anymore.

*

Feng Ciye walked out of the bustling villa, welcoming the spring breeze, feeling his breath smooth.

Today is Su Li’s twentieth birthday, a day that should have been celebrated well, yet he left early.

Feng Ciye asked the driver to follow him in the car, as he leisurely walked forward with his long strides.

From today, the light from his youth that shone in his solitary life completely extinguished, to light up for another.

He tried hard to follow the footsteps of that light but was still left behind.

Feng Ciye looked up at the sky, his lips gradually forming a faint smile, murmuring to himself, ”Feng Ciye... King... ”

He is Feng Ciye also known by his nephew in that world as Uncle King.

Tuanzi said, in any world, both Fourth Uncle and Uncle King are great people, treating him exceptionally well. Without Uncle King, he wouldn’t be able to chat and communicate with Mama.

He... was never someone with great love, still having his own selfish intentions.

Although he never communicated with his parallel world self, he already guessed King’s intention.

Let Tuanzi become a butterfly, disrupting this world, attempting to change Su Li’s fate of dying.

And—if there’s a chance, perhaps under the butterfly effect Su Li’s final choice would be him.

Even though with the butterfly effect, in this world Su Li didn’t die at the hands of Feng Huaimu or Mo Si Huang, she still chose Feng Huaijin.

Perhaps, it’s fate that he and she were never meant to be.