Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 1087: Open the Door

Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 1087: Open the Door

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Chapter 1087: Chapter 1087: Open the Door

No impression at all.

The only thing he remembered was that he’d been watching the first cut of the engagement banquet video Xiao Heng sent over, when the butler, looking deeply worried, brought him a cup of floral tea.

The floral tea was quite fragrant, not as bitter as coffee, so he picked it up and casually drank more than half a cup, and then drowsiness crashed over him like a tide.

He himself didn’t remember when exactly he fell asleep; when he woke again, it was already past five in the morning the next day.

Su Li lightly patted his back, trying hard not to laugh as she comforted him, "It’s okay, as long as I remember, that’s enough."

The man was quiet for about half a minute, then suddenly let out a soft laugh by her ear.

"It’s fine. If I don’t remember, we can just make up for it once more. This time I’ll definitely remember clearly."

Su Li: "...No need for that, right?"

It was like being tickled; Su Li laughed so hard she couldn’t stop, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. "Don’t tickle me, haha... I was wrong, Mr. Qi... haha, I wasn’t trying to tease you on purpose, I was wrong."

All that about her remembering last night, and about it not mattering that he didn’t—was just this little girl making things up.

Early in the morning and she’d already come to fool her fiancé.

Feng Huaijin gave a cold snort and said blandly, "You really think I’d be taken in by you? At that hour, there’s no way you’d still be awake."

Su Li: "..."

He really was looking down on her.

Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin’s handsome brows and eyes, the corners of which had lifted slightly upward, clearly shocked by what she’d said just now.

Su Li wiped away the tears of laughter at the corners of her eyes and gently patted Feng Huaijin’s shoulder to coax him. "Alright, alright, I really was just talking nonsense to fool you just now, you..."

Feng Huaijin calmly cut her off. "But I didn’t lie to you."

Su Li froze, her grape-purple eyes looking at Feng Huaijin in startled surprise.

Huh? What?

He curved his lips slightly. "We’ll make up for it once more, so it’ll be unforgettable."

*

Summer sunlight burns; the soft light of early morning gradually became scorching, the air thick with sweltering heat.

Tuanzi kept the same routine as at home: get up at seven-thirty, then go downstairs for breakfast, and afterward get ready to go to cram school.

Of course, today he was with his daddy and mommy here, so he probably didn’t need to get ready for cram school.

Tuanzi felt like he could stay in this world for quite a while now, able to spend two or three days here at a time.

His little head was wondering when time and space would pull him back, as he obediently followed the old butler to the dining room for breakfast.

He sat at the table eating blueberry-cream bread, watching as the old man put a steaming soup dumpling on his plate. "Butler Grandpa, where are my daddy and mommy? Aren’t they eating?"

The old man was secretly surprised as well. "I knocked just now, but no one opened the door."

That Miss Su, although already considered the fiancée, was after all not yet a married wife, and yet last night they hadn’t slept in separate rooms.

Tuanzi suddenly understood. "Oh, they’re sleeping in. I’ll go wake them up."

Tuanzi held a piping hot soup dumpling wrapped in paper in his hand and ran up to the second floor. "Time to get up, Daddy, Mommy, get up and eat breakfast!"

Dead silence.

Tuanzi reached up and twisted the main door knob. It was locked.

Tuanzi’s little face gradually fell, and he muttered softly, "I wanted them to take me to Ocean Park today."

Why aren’t they getting up?

Tuanzi ate three or four more soft, warm soup dumplings in a row, then stubbornly knocked again, but still no one opened the door.

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