Chapter 1582: Hello, Miss Su Li

Damn it, there are more and more scammers nowadays.

Seeing that Xiao Heng didn’t believe her and seemed likely to call the police, Su Li said, "Feng Ciye knows, you can ask him later."

Xiao Heng’s expression became slightly complicated upon hearing this.

Feng Ciye, huh?

This guy had always been at odds with them, yet it was Feng Ciye who had also helped handle the aftermath of Brother Qi’s death and had taken good care of Tuanzi, his nephew, in An City.

Their relationship had improved significantly.

Feng Ciye was extremely smart, so if he didn’t object and believed it, the truth of this matter was almost certain.

For a moment, Xiao Heng couldn’t figure out what Su Li’s situation was and looked vigilantly at Mo Si Huang, "Then what do you mean?"

Su Li held Tuanzi and stared at Mo Si Huang.

Mo Si Huang’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and he said in a calm tone, "Xiao Heng, didn’t you already hear when you came in earlier? All the Feng family’s inheritance has been divided among those members of the Feng family."

Before Xiao Heng could ask, Su Li’s purple eyes stared directly at Mo Si Huang and she was the first to ask, "What about you?"

"I’ve already booked my ticket back to Jiang City in Jiangzhou Prefecture."

Su Li’s heart almost jumped out; she seemed to already know what Mo Si Huang planned to do.

Mo Si Huang’s voice was as light as a feather suddenly landing on the ground as he softly said, "From now on, I will return to Cloud Mist Mountain to guard my master’s tomb."

From a superstar actor to retreating, with decisive methods he became the Feng Family Master, and in the end, he would still return to his roots at Cloud Mist Mountain.

The person he owed the most in this life was his master, his uncle.

Over a decade of upbringing was repaid in the end in a different way.

Mo Si Huang lowered his head and suddenly gave a light chuckle.

He wondered when he set foot on that land again if his master, long buried underground, would think he had defiled the place?

Su Li’s heart trembled lightly, but she had already guessed Mo Si Huang would do this.

Once the DNA test report was handed to him, he had no reason to remain in the Feng family, and even the position of Feng Family Master was now undeserved.

His mindset now made it difficult to return to the entertainment circle as a superstar.

And he still had debts to repay.

When Mo Si Huang notified everyone in the Feng family to return to the old family residence, Su Li knew his decision.

Su Li wanted to say something but stopped.

This was his debt to Uncle Mo Yu, and for the rest of his life, he would stay on the mountain, tending the grave as compensation.

Su Li didn’t have any objections to this.

However, Xiao Heng said, "I don’t care why you decided to do this, but you made my nephew lose his succession rights. How will you resolve this?"

Mo Si Huang was about to speak when suddenly a voice, as gentle as a breeze, came from the front door of the Feng family’s old residence: "Xiao Heng, why don’t you ask Miss Su Li beside you, perhaps she knows why."

Hearing that voice, Su Li shuddered!

She turned her head abruptly and saw a handsome man standing with a gentlemanly, elegant smile at the door. The afternoon sun perfectly shone on him as if gilding him with a layer of golden light, like a fine piece of Western art.

Such a handsome man was unimaginable, having once stained his hands with blood, and more than one person’s at that.

Su Li’s hair stood on end, and she instinctively pulled Tuanzi over, shielding him behind her, her eyes full of vigilance as she looked at the visitor.

"Feng Huaimu..."

Su Li said softly.

The visitor smiled slightly, "Hmm. Hello, Miss Su Li."

The atmosphere became extremely strange at the moment Feng Huaimu appeared...