Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!-Chapter 895: You Don’t Need to Please Me on Purpose
Feng Huaijin looked at the remaining half bowl of rock sugar stewed pear, feeling a bit displeased.
This little girl Su Li has so many tricks?
Was she doing all this just to ask him to help find a guest? When he mentioned Chen Zhao, the "National Husband," it was like "just when he was about to fall asleep, someone handed him a pillow"?
It’s not that he didn’t let her ask him for help, but her motives made Feng Huaijin feel unhappy.
Feng Huaijin said blandly, "So sour, I don’t want to eat it."
Su Li: "...??"
Su Li gazed at Feng Huaijin with her watery eyes as he stood up, suddenly reached out to grab his sleeve, and said a bit aggrieved, "How could I? I clearly heard from Xiao Heng that you were dining out with President Liu or President Zhao and almost had a heat stroke. Good intentions are treated like donkey’s liver and lungs!"
She indeed wanted to find a mystery guest for "The Most Beautiful Voice," but she could find someone herself.
Even if her connections weren’t as wide as Feng Huaijin’s, she had money!
She had money, so getting a big shot from the entertainment circle wasn’t hard.
The entertainment industry might look glamorous, but who isn’t just trying to earn a living? There are quite a few stars who were once high-flying, who now can only sing for popular web celebrities. If she had money, she could hire people.
Seeing Feng Huaijin pause, Su Li felt even more aggrieved: "I asked Chen Zhao to be this mystery guest not just because he’s your high school friend. He clearly isn’t trying to mingle in the entertainment circle, just wants a bit of fame. Letting him participate satisfies his desire for recognition, so neither of us will be troubled."
Su Li huffed, "Fine then, if you won’t eat, take care, Mr. Qi."
Su Li immediately let go and lifted her hand to take the half bowl of rock sugar stewed pear.
"Give it back."
The spoon hadn’t been held steady when the man impolitely snatched it away.
Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin, saying irritably, "Didn’t Mr. Qi say it’s sour? If it’s sour, don’t eat it."
Feng Huaijin, with an unchanged expression, said, "Now it’s sweet again. What? You specifically made it for me, and I can’t finish it?"
Looking at Feng Huaijin’s matter-of-fact demeanor, Su Li internally ranted about how thick-skinned he was! He changed his expression faster than flipping a book.
After Feng Huaijin finished the last few bites, he saw Su Li unhappily starting to take away the small china bowl. He raised his hand to grab her wrist, pondered a bit, and said, "Su Li, I think I should clarify something to you."
Seeing Feng Huaijin’s serious demeanor, Su Li couldn’t help but tense up, her expression following suit.
Feng Huaijin looked at Su Li seriously, his voice magnetic as he said, "The reason I was upset just now is that I can give you whatever you want, even if I can’t, I’ll help you get it. So, you don’t need to deliberately please me for any purpose."
Although Su Li just wanted to make him a cooling dessert because she was worried he almost had a heat stroke, he misunderstood.
Su Li felt warmth in her heart, like a gentle stream flowing across her heartstring.
Looking at him sitting on the chair, Su Li suddenly stepped forward as if to hug his neck, her eyes like grapes blinking: "Really, anything I want?"
Feng Huaijin nodded, "Yes, what do you want?"
Su Li hugged his neck, a little fox-like smile on her face, coquettishly asking, "Then I...want the stars in the sky, will you pick them for me?"
Su Li originally thought Feng Huaijin would immediately, like the male protagonist in the dramas she had watched, deeply say, "For you, if you want the stars, I’ll get them for you!"
Instead, she watched Feng Huaijin’s gaze turn peculiar, staring at her as he unceremoniously mocked, "Su Li, don’t you know stars are just meteorites? They’re ugly as sin, why would you even want them?"
