"Wait..." Su Hai's words abruptly interrupted, his long fingers rhythmically tapping on the mahogany table in front of him, producing a crisp and pleasant sound.
Everyone's gaze shifted to him.
"Uncle," Su Hai slowly said, "I have a question."
Mr. Feng looked at him seriously, "Speak!"
"Earlier, I saw a mixed-race girl in the reception room." Su Huili's keen powers of observation and, as a politician, his sensitive nose for intrigue and schemes were unparalleled.
Seeing a mixed-race girl among a room full of Asians, he knew it wasn't a coincidence. After all, his uncle was one of the people the old man criticized daily.
If it were an ordinary person, no one would believe it.
"I want to know your plan, Uncle."
Su Hai's words caused the study to instantly fall silent, even Housekeeper Xing's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Sheng Ning discreetly gave Su Hai a thumbs-up, indeed, Su Huili was formidable, truly living up to his reputation.
