Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 782: The Sealed Truth (Part 2)

If Rourou’s blood type is confirmed, many things will become clear.

Just like half a year ago, if Feng Sui’s diary hadn’t been found, he wouldn’t even know that he has a granddaughter wandering outside.

Old Master searched carefully through each drawer, each compartment, determined not to miss any spot.

Regrettably, after two hours, he still found nothing.

Just as Feng Rui was about to come in and remind him, a phone call from Xia Yinian came through.

"Uncle Rui, where’s Grandpa? Did he go to the hospital?"

"Miss Niannian, the Old Master is still at the Feng Family house, in the Yirou Inn," Feng Rui replied quietly.

"Let Niannian come over," the Old Master said when he heard the voice outside, looking up at Feng Rui.

"Yes, Old Master," Feng Rui glanced at the person inside, nodded, and continued, "Miss Niannian, the Old Master wants you to come over."

Xia Yinian acknowledged with an "Oh," and after hanging up the phone, continued to step forward.

Yirou Inn, she knew where it was, she also knew that it was where Mr. Feng used to live.

Xia Yinian had heard some things about Mr. Feng.

Besides feeling sorry, she didn’t know how to express her opinion about this matter.

Mr. Feng, because of missing out on a girl, remained unmarried for life, living as a bachelor until death, only adopting three children.

Grandpa had told her, his little granddaughter is the only flesh and blood Mr. Feng left outside.

It seemed that the little granddaughter should be the child born between Mr. Feng and the only woman he ever loved.

In a large family, there aren’t many men who are as devoted as Grandpa or Mr. Feng.

Even after a lover appeared by Grandpa’s side later, giving birth to Mr. Two, it still didn’t erase Grandpa’s devotion.

After wandering through several paths, Xia Yinian finally arrived in front of the Yirou Inn.

Looking at this restricted area of the Feng Family, she didn’t quite know how to step inside.

The compound didn’t seem anything special from the outside, but it seemed to have an allure, making her unable to take her eyes off it after just one glance.

Yirou Inn, what kind of place is it really? And what kind of person was Mr. Feng?

With doubts in her heart, Xia Yinian stepped in.

Nobody told her where exactly the Old Master was; Xia Yinian, as if very familiar with the place, quickly found Feng Rui’s figure.

"Uncle Rui," she walked towards him.

"Miss Niannian, the Old Master has been in the study for more than two hours," Feng Rui’s face showed a hint of concern.

"Mhm," Xia Yinian nodded.

It was just after eight o’clock; she had just woken up not long ago and hadn’t expected Grandpa to come over so early.

Without waiting for Old Master’s permission, Xia Yinian walked straight into the study.

Her gaze swept through the entire study before finally resting on the Old Master.

"Grandpa, why did you come over so early in the morning? What are you doing?"

The saddest thing in life is an old person sending off someone younger than themselves.

Undoubtedly, Grandpa must be thinking of his son.

By asking this, she was just trying to divert the old man’s attention, to make him feel a bit better.

Since entering Yirou Inn, Xia Yinian always felt that something was off.

But exactly what was off, she couldn’t say.

Maybe it’s because this is where someone from the past lived, and she feels somewhat uncomfortable.

However, she was never afraid of such things; what’s going on today?

"Niannian, come here," the Old Master beckoned.

Xia Yinian pursed her lips and continued forward, approaching the Old Master.