Capital City.
Su Rumei took a sip of red wine and said, "So that wretched girl is really our old man's biological granddaughter?"
Ha ha, what a small world it is.
She had gone to great lengths to prevent Mr. Su from meeting Gu Lingling, even resorting to violence, yet she still couldn't stop them from recognizing each other.
"Doesn't that mean my idea was ineffective?" Su Rumei asked.
"Not entirely, at least it made him believe that Tian Wanfeng was dead," the man opposite her said. "And at that time, it was quite a blow to him. The master said it was thanks to your pocket."
If it weren't for that pocket, Su Changsheng wouldn't have believed that the grave was Tian Wanfeng's.
"Anything that can deal a blow to him is something the master is happy to see," the man continued. "So the master said, if you have any more ideas, keep them coming."
Whether to use them or not is up to the master.
