Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 852: Can This Man Truly Love?

Will I become the next Yu Wanqing? Who knows?

Does Uncle’s affection for my body count as my only advantage over Yu Wanqing?

But such an advantage is something Xia Yinian is unwilling to have.

What’s the use of merely liking a body? Everyone will age, and the young generation will follow in line.

In a few years, when Uncle tires of me, does that mean I’ll be nothing?

Xia Yinian closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Is this man truly capable of love?

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Upon waking up the next day, Xia Yinian found herself lying comfortably alone in the main house’s room.

She sat up in bed, taking a long time to gather her thoughts.

Where’s Uncle? Weren’t they in the Alchemy Room yesterday?

This is the main house, how did she get back from there?

There’s no doubt about it, Uncle must have carried her back.

But would Uncle have climbed through the window while carrying her? He wouldn’t have brazenly carried her over, would he?

The thought of this possibility made Xia Yinian quite anxious.

Things must be kept from Grandpa, or else it could be really troublesome.

She really didn’t want to explain, nor was she able to.

Xia Yinian got out of bed, freshened up, changed her clothes, and left the room.

Thankfully, during breakfast with Grandpa, she didn’t notice anything unusual.

However, Grandpa seemed a bit absent-minded. It was just a slight feeling, and Xia Yinian wondered if she was overthinking it.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" the girl pushing the wheelchair from behind asked as they walked outside the jasmine grove.

"Does Nian Nian feel something’s up with Grandpa?" Old Master responded softly.

"As long as you’re okay. It’s just that you haven’t spoken much today; are you missing Grandma again?" Xia Yinian looked at the jasmine grove not far away.

Old Master also gazed in that direction, saying nothing more.

Xia Yinian withdrew her gaze, landing it on the elderly man in front of her, slowly coming to a stop.

She must have misspoken. Grandpa surely misses Grandma, every day even—there was no need for her to mention it specifically.

One old, one young. One sat in a wheelchair, the other stood. The morning light shone from their right, casting two long shadows across the road.

"Nian Nian, go pick some jasmine flowers. Later, Grandpa will teach you how to make a fragrance bag—it’s Grandma’s favorite scent."

The backyard was silent for a moment before Old Master’s voice sounded.

"Mm, it’s my favorite scent too." Xia Yinian nodded, pushing Grandpa forward a few more steps.

Finding the perfect spot, she stopped.

"Grandpa, I’ll pick some flowers. Please wait a moment." The girl looked at the elderly man.

"Mm." Old Master waved with a smile.

Xia Yinian gave Old Master a joyful smile, releasing the wheelchair, and walked toward the jasmine grove.

Grandpa indeed seemed preoccupied today, but since he didn’t speak about it, she wouldn’t pry much. It was enough to do something that made him happy.

Xia Yinian didn’t have a basket, but thankfully she was wearing a long dress today, pure white, Grandpa’s favorite color.

She carefully gathered a bit of her dress to collect the finest blossoms one by one, placing them slowly on her hem. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Old Master looked steadily in that direction, his eyes shifting from clear to cloudy, then back to clear again.

The little girl truly resembled Jing Chu. Her every move reminded him of his woman.