Su Li asked with some curiosity, "Is he your fourth brother?"
Ling Chenyu’s face dropped instantly, giving Su Li a warning look, and said with her chin held high, "What does it matter to you?"
Feng Ciye was her fiancé, she wished that no woman in the world would know about him, so why would she want to share any news about Feng Ciye with others?
In an instant, Ling Chenyu lost all liking for Su Li!
She glared at Su Li fiercely, then turned around with a smile on her face like a cheerful little butterfly, and ran downstairs.
Su Li looked at the brown sugar in her hand, utterly puzzled.
As Su Li was packing her suitcase, a girl with two braids came over and initiated, "Hi, I’m Yan Sida. The one who just went downstairs is Miss Ling from the Ling Family, Ling Chenyu, and the one painting her nails is He Jiaren."
Yan Sida looked at Su Li’s clothes, not exactly luxurious but not bad either, and took Su Li’s hand, sneering quietly, "Those two just rely on their family money, don’t they? Without money, they’d be useless parasites! You’re Su Li, right? Let’s be friends from now on." Thɪs chapter is updated by noᴠelfire.net
Su Li looked at Yan Sida for a moment, silent, thinking she might have more money than Ling Chenyu and He Jiaren combined...
Su Li just smiled and nodded, continuing to organize her bed.
In the evening, Su Li was called downstairs.
She immediately saw Feng Huaijin’s car parked under the tree, and since it was so hot outside, she opened the door to the passenger seat and got in.
The cool air from the car’s air conditioner made Su Li sigh comfortably in relief, then she quickly wrinkled her face, covered her nose, and exclaimed, "What’s that smell? Are you taking supplements again?"
Feng Huaijin’s face darkened, and he shoved a cup of black Chinese medicine into her hand, "For you!"
Su Li eyed the ink-black liquid, and tentatively asked, "Is it for irregular menstruation?"
Feng Huaijin rested one hand on the window, abruptly turned his head, a crimson flush on his ears: "Nonsense, would I drink this? Hurry up and drink it!"
Su Li’s face scrunched up like a bun, refusing, "I don’t want it, it looks so bitter. I’m not drinking it, I want to get out."
Her hand had just reached for the door lock when she heard the dull sound of the car door locking, and the door wouldn’t open.
Feng Huaijin looked at her, asking leisurely, "Are you going to drink it yourself, or do I have to force it down you?"
Su Li looked at his smiling expression, feeling a bit blocked inside.
He definitely meant what he said.
Su Li’s face scrunched into a soft, plump bun, her hand trembling as she took it, and she drank it down with a pained expression.
The bitterness numbed her tongue, and Su Li deeply suspected Feng Huaijin was deliberately trying to get back at her.
"Don’t curse at me in your heart," the man’s voice sounded above her.
Su Li puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.
Feng Huaijin suddenly reached out towards her, and Su Li was so startled she almost covered her head. His slightly cool fingers touched her lips and inserted a piece of milk candy.
The sweet milk flavor spread in her mouth.
Feng Huaijin smiled and asked, "Is it good?"
Su Li grinned sweetly from the candy, like tonight’s bright moon.
"Then I’ll continue bringing you Chinese medicine tomorrow."
Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin’s handsome face with an irresistible smile and wished she could punch him.
Su Li said irritably, "Seeing me drink the medicine, suffering from the bitterness, makes you this happy? Do you want to make me mad?"
Feng Huaijin was momentarily stunned and denied flatly, "No."
Su Li, who had her period, suddenly got a bit temperamental; hearing his denial, she became somewhat exasperated: "No? Weren’t you just that happy?"
"I’m happy because I’ll have a reason to see you again tomorrow."