Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 865: Matters Still Weighing on His Mind

"That day, Grandpa and I, like usual, had breakfast and then went for a walk in the backyard."

Xia Yinian didn’t pay much attention anymore; she just wanted to say everything she knew.

"Grandpa loved the Jasmine grove that Grandma used to plant. He would go there almost every day, which I believe everyone knew."

"At that time, Grandpa asked me to go inside and pick some Jasmine flowers, teaching me how to make fragrance bags, so I went in."

Xia Yinian obviously felt downcast; life truly has many surprises, surprises that catch people off guard.

In one moment, everything is fine, but who would have thought the next moment could be a farewell between life and death?

There’s a saying that’s quite right: cherish those in front of you, don’t wait until you lose them to regret."

Gathering herself, Xia Yinian’s voice rang again.

"At first, Grandpa was within my sight, then I noticed the Jasmine flowers growing abundantly on the other side and went in."

"I came out in less than five minutes, but Grandpa was no longer there. Perhaps about thirty seconds later, I found Grandpa."

"I screamed and jumped into the water to save him, and what happened afterwards, the Third Young Master should also know."

Xia Yinian glanced at Feng Yan, then looked at Feng Rushuang, who was staring at her.

"At the time, I didn’t notice anyone nearby, so honestly, there’s no witness."

Her gaze returned to Feng Yan as she continued: "From the speed of the other party’s action, they should have been lurking nearby, but I really didn’t notice."

Seeing Feng Yan remain silent, Feng Rui, who had been standing aside, handed over the documents he brought back that day, placing them before him with both hands.

"Third Young Master, this is a gene test Old Master had me do the day before the incident."

"That night, after you and Seventh Young Master left Old Master’s room, he handed me two strands of hair."

"On the morning of the incident, I personally left the Feng Family to get the results, as Old Master wanted me to handle this personally."

"When I returned, I placed the document down, went out to take a call, and then heard the news of Old Master’s accident."

"I went to the hospital with Old Master, and when I returned in the evening, the document was still untouched on the coffee table."

"This result, Old Master hadn’t had the chance to see before he... This past few days, Feng Rui has blamed himself more than anyone."

As Old Master’s close Housekeeper, it was certainly hard on him that an incident this big happened to Old Master.

In a span of just over two days, Feng Rui’s hair had turned considerably grayer; the man just turned sixty, but had aged several years suddenly.

"Uncle Rui, was it one silver-gray and one black strand?" As Xia Chuxue spoke, tears started to flow.

Feng Rui glanced at Xia Chuxue, then Feng Yan, and dared not speak.

Apart from the Third Young Master, he trusted no one now.

"That day in the backyard walking, Grandpa said he was going to restore my reputation. He even said he had picked the day for Brother Yan and my engagement."

"Who would have thought, Grandpa..." Xia Chuxue began to sob.

"Grandpa said there were still things he couldn’t rest assured about, and that day, as he spoke, he wasn’t in a good mood."

"Later on, I asked what exactly it was, and Grandpa hesitated for a long time before saying he wanted to confirm once again whether I was indeed of Feng Family blood."

"He said he absolutely trusted Brother Yan, but the death of Dad back then was too unexpected, so he had to be cautious with this matter."

Xia Chuxue choked up, immediately grabbing a tissue to wipe the tears from the corner of her eye.