The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 306

Chapter 306: 295 Completely unaware of Fu Yunshen’s strength [2 updates]

Meanwhile, at the Nie Family.

Old Master Nie was reading a newspaper on the sofa when he heard the door and looked up.

To his surprise,

Nie Yi, dressed in a black suit, stood tall and straight like a graceful jade tree against the wind.

“Eh?” Old Master Nie adjusted his reading glasses. “Unfilial son, how come you are back?”

Since Nie Yi had joined the Yi Character Team, he had also withdrawn from the Nie Family.

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Even Old Master Nie could hardly see him once in eight hundred years.

“Yunshen’s grandfather has passed away.” Nie Yi furrowed his brows, already accustomed to the name. “I’m back to pack some things, need to go to Shanghai City.”

Old Master Fu’s recovery had been sudden, and his departure just as abrupt.

After giving a slight nod, Nie Yi packed his belongings at the fastest pace and was about to push the door.

“Wait!” Old Master Nie stood up, his expression stern. “I’ll go with you.”

Old Master Nie actually had no ties with the Fu Family and didn’t know Old Master Fu either.

But because of Nie Yi, he was aware of Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen and Nie Yi were brothers, and there was no way he, as Nie Yi’s grandfather, could stand by and do nothing.

Nie Yi paused in his steps. “Okay.”

This time, Shanghai City was truly in chaos.

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The funeral arrangements were made quickly, as the Fu Family had many hands to help.

By the afternoon, Old Master Fu had already been moved to the mourning hall.

The Fu Family had a special mourning hall where the younger generations would guard the wake for five days when the elders passed away.

The coffin, prepared more than three years ago, was made of fine pear wood.

Apart from a few branches that had split off earlier, every member of the Fu Family rushed back, but they were mostly indifferent.

“Big brother, the will?” Third Master Fu glanced at the huge coffin and quietly approached Fu Mingcheng. “Who did Dad leave the Imperial Fragrance House to?”

In fact, it was a rhetorical question; he was merely hoping to claim a larger share of the stocks and property, as the Imperial Fragrance House would never fall into his hands anyway.

Fu Mingcheng’s face darkened. He said nothing but looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.

Following his gaze, Third Master Fu’s expression changed. “Did he really leave it to this kid?”

Did Fu Yunshen deserve to take over the Imperial Fragrance House?

“He’s been kneeling for six hours.” Fu Yichen scoffed. “Grandpa is gone, who is he trying to show?”

Though they were supposed to guard the wake, the rules weren’t as strict as before, and kneeling wasn’t necessary.

But after Fu Yunshen brought Old Master Fu into the mourning hall, he had been kneeling here the whole time.

Fu Yihan’s voice turned cold. “Fu Yichen.”

Fu Yichen shrank his neck and immediately fell silent.

He wasn’t afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but the one person he feared the most was his elder brother.

Fu Yihan walked over and squatted next to Fu Yunshen.

He pulled an envelope from his chest, his lips moved slightly before he spoke. “Yunshen, Grandpa… Grandpa’s letter for you.”

This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in a locked drawer; upon seeing it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng had thought about tearing it up, but was stopped by Fu Yihan.

Hearing these words, Fu Yunshen finally lifted his gaze.

The wind blew open his black lapels, but he seemed impervious to the cold, his body as if completely numb.

His handsome features were paler than ever before, his usually charming and smiling eyes dead as a cold pool, void of any ripple.

Fu Yihan couldn’t help but feel a shock, cold gripping his heart.

He had never seen this kind of emotion in Fu Yunshen.

In his memory, his younger brother was always laughing, even if a knife was cutting into his skin, he would still smile.

For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt like the person standing before him was not a human, but a soulless skeleton.

Fu Yunshen remained silent, just kneeling in front of the coffin, his slender fingers rising, slowly opening the envelope.

Fu Yihan quickly stood up and stepped aside.

A letter Old Master Fu specifically wrote for Fu Yunshen was certainly meant to be unseen by others.

Fu Yunshen looked down.

Old Master Fu’s handwriting was very neat, meticulous, reflecting his military discipline.

He read very slowly.

Xiao Qi, when you see this letter, Grandpa has gone to join your grandma and your mom.

Don’t be sad, birth, aging, sickness, and death are part of life.

Grandpa is happy to have lived to this age.

A decade ago, when my old comrades-in-arms left one after another, I was prepared for this day to come.