From the way they spoke, it seemed Su Li wouldn't live much longer.
Feng Xiangchuan thought he would live longer than Su Li, so...
Adding Su Li's name was just for show.
Moreover, even if Su Li was lucky enough not to die, she was the future fiancée of his son, so giving her money was like giving it to Old Seven.
There wouldn't be any loss.
He was a businessman, he had already calculated the risks and benefits in everything he did.
The Feng Family Master threw down the pen in his hand, took a handkerchief from Madam Feng, wiped off the red mud from his thumb after pressing the fingerprint, and said to Feng Huaijin on the other side of the screen, "Old Seven, take good care of Su Li."
Feng Huaijin didn't even respond, he directly hung up the video call.
Nobody took it to heart, Feng Family's Seventh Young Master was known for his arrogant and unruly nature, especially now when he was in a fit of rage.
