Su Li didn't notice the person at the door and asked, "Uncle Mo Yu, is there really no way to break our connection? I don't want to be entangled with Mo Si Huang any longer, and he's always wanted to pursue his freedom."
If it could really be canceled, then everyone would truly be happy.
As soon as Su Li's voice dropped, the old butler respectfully said, "Mr. Qi, Miss Su Li, Emperor Mo is here."
Everyone present was taken aback by these words.
Mo Si Huang was luckier than Feng Huaimu; he did nothing last night and returned home after being questioned.
Su Li hadn't expected him to visit early in the morning.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Su Li's face, but she quickly regained her composure as she recalled New Year's Eve.
Mo Si Huang was still wearing the black down jacket from New Year's Eve, his expression as calm as ever. He didn't change his expression under everyone's gaze; however, his voice was much hoarser than before, "I'm here to see Feng Yi."
