Su Li saw this message and almost jumped out of bed.
Tuanzi, from several years in the future, actually... managed to arrive in her era?
Doesn’t this mean she has a chance to see Tuanzi as the little cutie again?
[Su Li: Big darling, how did you get here?]
[Tuanzi Loves Mama Most: Uncle King said that aside from the space-time energy Tuanzi accumulates allowing for chats with Mama, there can sometimes be gaps in time and space.]
Upon hearing this, Su Li couldn’t help but feel certain.
Indeed, sometimes there’s a spatial gap—she had accidentally captured a space-time gap just now, enabling her to send the photoshopped family picture to Tuanzi.
Otherwise, as per normal circumstances, she wasn’t yet qualified to send pictures.
[Tuanzi Loves Mama Most: Boohoo, just that Uncle King said the space-time gaps can only be captured accidentally. The more space-time energy stored, the greater the chance of capture.]
Su Li let out a deep breath; it seems she must speed up her spending.
Spending money, oh, it’s really hard.
[Su Li: Who is Uncle King?]
Su Li was very curious about this Uncle King—who exactly is he? From the way Tuanzi spoke, it seemed like Tuanzi was quite familiar with him.
[Tuanzi Loves Mama Most: It’s Uncle King, well, Tuanzi can’t really explain.]
Su Li couldn’t talk with Tuanzi for long because she needed to save space-time energy; soon, they each said goodnight.
Su Li felt a bit of melancholy, wondering when she could chat with Tuanzi fearlessly.
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The guest room at the Feng Family’s house was quite large, with a bathtub for soaking.
This was far more convenient than the Su Family.
Su Li had a comfortable soak and came out of the bathroom.
While soaking, her eyes had started to feel uncomfortable.
Su Li went to the dressing table, took off the colored contact lenses, revealing a pair of deep purple eyes, the whites filled with red veins.
Her eyes hurt so much she gasped.
Trying to hide those purple eyes, she had been wearing colored lenses, probably worn them too much, leading to inflammation.
She felt uncomfortable and thought she should visit the hospital tomorrow.
The door creaked open, and Feng Huaijin walked in, his voice lazily saying, "The butler said you wanted to see me? You—"
Feng Huaijin’s voice suddenly halted, his eyes burning like fire as they fixed on Su Li.
Su Li wore a loose shirt; it was long, covering much beneath—her legs still wet, pale tender feet standing barefoot on the floor.
"You called me to your room at night and are wearing my shirt?" Feng Huaijin’s eyes lingered on those legs, his voice deep.
Su Li was completely stunned.
She was wearing Feng Huaijin’s shirt?
But... but it was clearly delivered by the butler!
The friendly butler had been smiling earlier, saying this was purchased as women’s sleepwear, hoping she wouldn’t mind the old fellow’s taste.
Where would Su Li dare to mind such kindness?
Who knew it was Feng Huaijin’s shirt!!
Feng Huaijin’s gaze moved from Su Li’s impressive legs upward, unexpectedly meeting a pair of deep purple eyes.
Before Feng Huaijin could take a closer look, suddenly, the room lights went out.
Everything around plunged into darkness; it was impossible to discern anyone.
The old butler stood at the villa’s main switch, smiling with satisfaction.
Young Master Sun, oh Young Master Sun, Old Li could only help you this much.
Whether you can give the old master a little great-grandchild now depends on your skills.