Chapter 1583: Uncle, Have You Been Scheming Against Me All Along?

Xiao Heng couldn’t figure out how Su Li, who had died, could come back, but he gradually noticed something strange.

In the past, according to Feng Huaimu’s habits, he liked to call Su Li "sister-in-law."

Why is he calling her "Miss Su Li" now? It’s like he’s addressing two different people.

Feng Huaimu shrugged, spread his hands, and said, "Am I late? Just as I entered, I heard Old Six and the others excitedly discussing dividing the inheritance?"

Mo Si Huang looked at Feng Huaimu expressionlessly and said lightly, "Yes, all the Feng Family assets are being divided among them."

Feng Huaimu felt a bit disappointed upon hearing this, "It’s a pity, not a share for me."

Inwardly, Su Li cursed, Feng Huaimu this bastard isn’t really part of the Feng Family, how could he have a share?

Besides, this guy doesn’t know how much wealth he’s accumulated, he wouldn’t even glance at the Feng Family’s paltry gains.

Feng Huaimu quickly collected the lost expression on his face, looked at Su Li with a gentlemanly elegant smile, "But that’s okay, wealth isn’t brought in birth nor taken in death. Miss Su Li, how have you been these past few years?"

Feng Huaimu actually greeted her as if discussing today’s weather.

Su Li nodded calmly.

Feng Huaimu lowered his head, gently sorted his sleeve, his long cold fingers lightly brushed over the black buttons on the sleeve, and casually asked, "How is Miss Su Li’s daughter doing, health-wise?"

Su Li’s expression changed dramatically.

Xiao Heng: "...??"

Xiao Heng was completely confused, daughter? Where did Su Li suddenly have a daughter from?

Su Li steadied her thoughts, her face showing a sweet smile, calmly answering, "I’ll thank Uncle on behalf of my little daughter for his concern, she’s quite well."

Su Li wasn’t surprised Feng Huaimu knew she had a daughter, probably Tuanzi accidentally let it slip. After Tuanzi went back, he had no defenses against Feng Huaimu.

Xiao Heng held his head, almost exploding, "What exactly are you talking about? What daughter? And who’s the daughter with? With Brother Qi’s? Wasn’t Brother Qi dead? Damn, am I hitting a wall of ghosts now?"

Su Li didn’t answer Xiao Heng but instead pulled Tuanzi, with a sullen little face, over to sit on the sofa, and said to the butler resembling a skeleton rack, "Two glasses of juice, please."

"Ah, it’s just a shame you couldn’t see. My little girl is very pretty, especially those big eyes, like two round purple grapes, always staring at people."

Su Li’s voice paused, unexpectedly asked with a smile toward Feng Huaimu, "Brother Feng, aren’t you curious at all why your little niece is still doing so well?"

Feng Huaimu’s movements of stroking the button on his sleeve paused, his eyes gradually deepening.

What does Su Li’s words mean...

Her daughter’s eyes are still fine?

Feng Huaimu was pondering this, when the always quiet and obedient Tuanzi suddenly shook off Su Li’s hand, jumped up in no time, rushed to Feng Huaimu, raised her little face looking at Feng Huaimu, holding back the tears, her voice trembling lightly asking, "Uncle!"

"I ask you, was it you who killed my parents, not Guardian Uncle?"

"And Uncle, you’ve always been so good to me, is it because you want to scheme against me? Against my mama?"

Tuanzi had been holding it in since yesterday, and now seeing Feng Huaimu, she couldn’t hold back anymore, asking everything in one breath.