Chapter 1581: You’re Not From This World?

"What do you mean by all this? Did a dog eat your conscience?" The young man threw his suitcase to the side, cursing with a look of disgust.

Tuanzi glanced over, immediately let go of Su Li’s hand, and ran towards the man.

"Uncle Xiao Heng, welcome back from Africa, it must have been a tough journey."

Seeing Tuanzi, Xiao Heng slightly toned down his anger, raised his hand to pat Tuanzi’s head, and muttered, "My flight was delayed, so I got back late. I’m asking you now, Mo Si Huang, what the hell do you mean by this? Not leaving any inheritance for my nephew?"

Mo Si Huang lightly raised his eyelids, speaking in a detached tone, "It’s useless to give it to him."

Xiao Heng wanted to curse again; over the years in Africa, his temper had gotten worse, and he would explode at the slightest provocation.

Mo Si Huang looked towards Lawyer Zhou, who smiled and said, "Even though Mr. Xiao is considered part of the Feng Family, he’s ultimately a side branch; you have no right to question Mr. Feng’s decisions."

Hearing this, Xiao Heng was almost red with anger. What’s this guy saying? He has no right to question?

This bastard is too good at bullying people.

Previously, Mo Si Huang was single and had no intention to marry, and Tuanzi was his personally acknowledged heir of the Feng Family. All of the Feng Family’s assets were to be Tuanzi’s in the future. Now, out of nowhere, Mo Si Huang decided to play this game, leaving his nephew with nothing.

Xiao Heng sat on the sofa, lifted his chin, and said coldly, "I won’t go back to Africa if this isn’t resolved! Mo Si Huang, let me tell you, just because my Brother Qi is dead doesn’t mean you can bully his son at will!"

Mo Si Huang waved a hand, and Lawyer Zhou immediately directed the curious yet skeptical Feng Family members to leave, preparing to handle the inheritance matters.

The number of people in the hall dwindled, the old house becoming emptier once again.

Xiao Heng spotted a woman in sunglasses, the only one who hadn’t left, in the corner.

That half-revealed face made Xiao Heng’s entire body tremble; he jumped up in shock, pointing in Su Li’s direction with a trembling finger, swallowing before asking, "Do you all see the woman in the corner?"

Tuanzi was a bit speechless, saying, "Uncle Xiao Heng, my Ma still has a shadow."

With a shadow, she obviously isn’t a ghost.

Xiao Heng blurted out, "Damn, a real person? Su Li? You’re not dead?"

Xiao Heng hurried over and reached out to remove the sunglasses from Su Li’s nose, revealing a beautiful, flawless face identical to the Su Li he remembered!

Xiao Heng’s mind was blank. What is going on here?

Xiao Heng suddenly realized that Su Li’s unexpected appearance might be the reason Mo Si Huang was pulling this stunt!

But this made it even stranger. Su Li, the biological mother, was here, yet Mo Si Huang was leaving Tuanzi, the heir, with no inheritance. How was that not a provocation?

Su Li looked at Xiao Heng with some sympathy, thinking he must be quite startled, and could only say, "The Su Li of this world indeed died, but I’m still Tuanzi’s Ma, and the paternity test also shows that, however..."

Xiao Heng: "...???"

What kind of nonsense is she spouting?

What does she mean that the Su Li of this world died, but she’s still Tuanzi’s Ma?

Xiao Heng found this Su Li odd, much younger than the Future Seventh Sister-in-law he remembered, looking like she was only in her early twenties. He asked irritably, "What do you mean this world? Don’t tell me you’re not from this world."

Su Li: "You could say that."

Xiao Heng: "..."