The Feng Family had long been quiet, but now it was unexpectedly crowded.
Luxury cars were driving in one after another, an unprecedented spectacle.
Su Li wore a pair of large sunglasses that almost covered half her face, with a deep blue fisherman's hat on her head, and returned to the Feng Family's old residence with Tuanzi.
Everyone was surprised by the young woman holding Tuanzi's hand, but didn't give it much thought.
Old Seven was already dead, and his son was now an orphan, so who this woman was didn't matter.
"Tuanzi, what are you looking for?" Su Li asked curiously.
Tuanzi looked around and said strangely, "I'm looking for Uncle King. Isn't he my fourth uncle? He should have received the notification, shouldn't he be coming?"
Just as Tuanzi finished speaking, a message came into his WeChat, and Su Li glanced at it.
[Uncle King: I probably know what Mo Si Huang is going to do, so I'm not coming. I'll come to see Tuanzi after everything is settled.]
