Chapter 622: The Young Master Can Hear Hearts Again! 38

What? A real younger brother?!

After returning home, Jin Chen immediately told Fu Zhenhua about this.

He held Fu Muci, who snuggled into his arms, while talking with Fu Zhenhua.

I don't know about this.

Fu Zhenhua's expression was solemn: "I rarely see relatives on my father's side; I only vaguely recall there was a sudden uncle who was taken back home, and he fought with my father over inheritance..."

He shook his head in disbelief.

So, my illegitimate uncle lost the power struggle, changed his name, and even had his descendants try to seize the family property?

This is utterly absurd!

Jin Chen neither confirmed nor denied.

There are hardly any normal grudges in wealthy families.

But he was thinking about something else.

When will the paternity test between Xu Li and Ci Bao be ready?

Fu Zhenhua was still immersed in the shock; hearing this, he paused before saying: "It should be available tomorrow. But you've already proven Xu Li isn't Mu Ci's mother—what use is this paternity test then?"

Fu Muci also looked puzzled at Jin Chen.

I met Ren Jia Ming earlier; he mentioned that Fei Yao calls Xu Li his aunt.

Following this logic, the current head of the Fee Family, Fei Ming, is your cousin, and his son Fei Yao is your nephew.

Fu Muci frowned, listening for a while, mentally calculating the relation, then slightly opened his mouth in surprise and patted Jin Chen's shoulder.

Xu Li is Father's younger sister!

【Ah??? Ah ah ah?】

The core CPU of 0731 is about to burn out.

Ci Bao is so smart.

Jin Chen smiled and rubbed his head, then looked at the stunned Fu Zhenhua: "Uncle, are you okay?"

The not-so-good Fu Zhenhua took a while to regain his voice.

Impossible! I've never heard Father say I have a sister...

Perhaps this answer can be found in tomorrow's paternity test and the letter from Uncle Wang's home.

Uncle, go rest; it's late.

Jin Chen didn't let him dwell further; today Fu Zhenhua has already endured too much shock—thinking more might cause mental issues.

"... Do you think I can't sleep without figuring this out?" Fu Zhenhua's voice was Youyou.

Jin Chen: "Ci Bao needs to rest properly."

Fu Muci, who was playing with Jin Chen's hand, heard this, glanced at his own father, cooperatively yawned, narrowed his eyes, and curled up into Jin Chen's embrace.

Looking like he was about to fall asleep.

Fu Zhenhua: "......"

He stroked his hair, which had fallen out unusually much today, then glumly returned to his room to sleep.

His wife of over twenty years is likely his own biological sister, and she was even preparing to kill him and their son.

How frightening.

Fu Muci, who had been pretending to sleep, also grew drowsy.

He rubbed his neck, his voice soft: "Tired."

Come on, let's go sleep.

Jin Chen picked him up and left the living room.

——

The next day.

Fu Zhenhua currently cannot leave the house; his identity information is still in the process of being frozen, and even if he went out unnoticed, it would be inconvenient.

So Jin Chen simply invited Director Wang to bring the letter to the house.

When Director Wang met Fu Zhenhua, both seemed dazed.

Since Father's unexpected passing, Fu Zhenhua hasn't seen the Dage who often came to the house for a long time.

Wang Dage, long time no see.

Long time no see.

Director Wang sighed and patted his shoulder: "It's not been easy all these years; danger surrounds us."

Fu Zhenhua gave a bitter laugh; saying more would just bring tears.

Who would believe that the man who commands the business world would be deceived and run in circles at home?

I searched for this letter yesterday for a long time; fortunately I found it, otherwise I would have let down my teacher's trust in me.

Director Wang handed it to Fu Muci: "Since it's for you, you should open it."

Fu Muci took it, lowered his gaze at the envelope, glanced at Jin Chen, and under his encouraging gaze, tore open the envelope's seal.

Inside was a handwritten letter.

Mu Ci, my grandson—seeing this letter is like meeting in person.

Although you're only just over a month old, Grandfather is getting old, fearing he may not live to see you grow up, so he wrote this letter in advance.

Grandfather has made many mistakes in his life.

As a result, to this day, his relationship with your father is strained; he is unwilling to tell me many things, and Grandfather also has many secrets, never finding a chance to tell your father.

Good grandson, when you grow up and see this letter, tell these secrets to your father; if you don't want to, just keep them as our little secret between grandfather and grandchild.

The first mistake: back then, to secure the inheritance, I drove apart the brother who had difficulty returning home and his lover, then expelled him from the family; if you want to meet these relatives when you grow up, go ask Aunt Song—she'll know.

Grandfather also made a mistake; he shouldn't have betrayed love. This mistake caused an innocent life to be born, and also caused an even more innocent life to pass away.

The day we saw off your grandmother, your Father cried bitterly; only then did I realize that a person cannot love too many people in a lifetime—novelty is common, but love is not. Alas…… there will be no hereafter.

So, you still have an aunt; perhaps you will never meet her, or perhaps you will encounter her by a fortunate coincidence.

I tell you this here to warn you with my mistake: Mu Ci, you must be sincere in your feelings from now on, do not follow Grandfather's path; if you have someone you love, do not let her be hurt.

When you come of age and see this letter, if it was Grandfather himself who gave it to you, then come find me for a drink! Bring your Father along.

If it was Uncle Wang who gave it to you, that's also fine; don't think of Grandfather, you should be happy, you should be joyful.

November 14, 3023.

A drop of tear fell without warning onto the letter paper, penetrating the ink of the steel pen, spreading out in a mist.

But it did not belong to Fu Muci.

He blinked blankly, seeing for the first time his Father's eye sockets reddened, holding back his tears.

"Father……" Fu Muci called softly.

"It's fine."

Fu Zhenhua wiped away his tears, his voice choking.

"The signature is November 14; three days after your Grandfather wrote this letter…… he suddenly died of a cerebral hemorrhage."

Fu Zhenhua truly once resented his father.

He resented his father's infidelity, resented him indirectly causing his mother's death, resented him never allowing himself to contact the family's relatives.

But as time passed, although these hatreds could not be completely erased, they were largely replaced by longing.

Director Wang also had red eyes, sighing repeatedly.

Jin Chen pushed up his glasses, read the letter from beginning to end again, and it basically matched their current speculation.

"Fei Ming's father is your uncle; the aunt of Ci Bao mentioned here is…… Xu Li."

Jin Chen suddenly felt somewhat emotional.

When Old Master Fu wrote this letter, Xu Li had already infiltrated the Fu Family, becoming his daughter-in-law, the young mistress of the Fu Family.

He would never have imagined that the daughter he had brought into the world through his mistake would join forces with the brother he had squeezed out of the family, to deal with his descendants and seize that vast family fortune.