Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 658: Headed towards Cloud Mist Mountain direction

Jiang Shangyue is a well-known ancient-style restaurant in Jiangzhou Prefecture. The restaurant’s interior is all designed in an ancient style, with everything in sight made of wood. Incense subtly burns in the corner, exuding a classic and understated elegance.Feng Huaijin, dressed in a finely tailored, slightly open black coat, was guided by a beaming manager towards the reserved private room.

Feng Huaijin adjusted his sleeves and suddenly asked in a calm voice, "What do you think of me?"

The manager was momentarily stunned, then immediately nodded in a flattering manner, "Young Master Feng, you are outstanding, a remarkable talent among people, truly exceptional..."

Feng Huaijin raised an eyebrow, "I meant, is there anything unusual about my attire?"

The manager was even more bewildered but quickly replied, "Nothing unusual!"

Feng Huaijin nodded in satisfaction, pushed open the door of the private room, and walked in. Seeing that Su Li was not yet there at the square brown wooden table, he chuckled and said, "Inviting me to dinner yet arriving later than me?"

Feng Huaijin pulled out a chair and sat down. A female server in a cheongsam came in and poured him a bowl of hot tea.

Feng Huaijin sat by the table with a teacup in hand, his dark eyes staring out the window.

He drank four or five cups of tea in succession, his eyebrows furrowing.

The appointed time had arrived, and Su Li was still not here.

He took out his phone and made a call, but it couldn’t get through.

Feng Huaijin suddenly became alert. How could the phone suddenly not be reachable?

He dialed several times in a row, but no one answered any of them. Feng Huaijin felt that something was wrong, and the situation didn’t seem right.

He picked up the coat hanging nearby, pushed the door open, and strode outside as the cold wind lifted the hem of his coat.

"Check where Su Li’s car is heading." Feng Huaijin made a call, and his cold, sharp profile gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight...

*

Su Li looked worriedly at the man in front of her, who was as handsome as jade, showing no trace of age. She said gloomily, "Uncle Mo Yu, at least let me make a phone call?"

The signal was lost here on Cloud Mist Mountain!

Not to mention making a call, there wasn’t even internet.

Mo Yu answered irrelevantly, "Xu Xing told me that the guy named Zhao An has a damaged face. It can be treated to a sixty to seventy percent effect, but full recovery is impossible."

Zhao An... What nonsense has Xu Xing been saying?

Su Li was actually pleasantly surprised by the possibility of Li An’s face recovering. Even if it couldn’t be restored to its pre-fire appearance, having sixty to seventy percent recovery was already pretty good.

But... Uncle Mo Yu, could you not change the subject?

Su Li thought of Feng Huaijin, not knowing if he had already realized she wasn’t coming, or if he was mad at her for standing him up.

Finally mustering some courage, now it was completely gone.

Su Li drooped her shoulders and said, "Uncle Mo Yu, can I go down the mountain?"

"Stay here and talk about it after the Spring Festival," Mo Yu’s tone shifted, "Or is it that Xiao Li doesn’t want to spend this year’s Spring Festival with your senior brother and sister, and Uncle?"

Su Li was speechless. She thought of the day she left the hospital when Feng Huaijin asked if she wanted to spend the Spring Festival in An City with him. At that time, she hadn’t had the chance to answer.

Mo Yu patted her head, told her to rest well, and then left the room prepared especially for her with his hands clasped behind his back.

Su Li sighed deeply toward the sky, what was all this?

"Brother Qi, no wonder you said this meal felt different. Turns out it was because you were stood up," Xiao Heng almost laughed.

Was this really his Brother Qi’s premonition?

Seeing Feng Huaijin’s face cool down, Xiao Heng quickly said, "There’s news, Miss Su Li’s car shows on the Sky Net heading towards Cloud Mist Mountain."