She Lives without Regret in This Life

”Sir has come to see you.” The servant said cautiously, ”Lady Zhenzhen, if you speak well with him, he will protect you.” This servant was Zhenzhen’s exclusive maid when she was still the heir.

Her name is Lili, personally chosen by Feng Zhenzhen.

Feng Zhenzhen blinked, indicating she understood.

Lili lowered her head and opened the ward door, welcomed Mr. Feng inside, and moved a chair before leaving with Mr. Feng’s entourage.

Throughout, Feng Zhenzhen remained lying on the hospital bed, motionless, her eyes like glass beads, lifeless.

”Zhenzhen.” Mr. Feng said, ”How are you? I’ve come to see you.”

”Grandfather.” Feng Zhenzhen moved her eyes to look in Mr. Feng’s direction, ”I failed, I have let you down.”

Back then, before she became the heir, her grandfather had spoken to her late at night. She had nearly forgotten his words over the years, but after being burned, as she fell into despair, she remembered them word by word.

Grandfather once said that the position of the Feng Family heir was glorious but also came with greater dangers. If she couldn’t handle these dangers, there was only one path: a dead end.

Whether she could securely hold the position depended on herself. High places are lonely, and if she fell one day, it would be a shattering fall. He could only safeguard her for ten years, and once those ten years passed, he wouldn’t offer any assistance.

How did she respond back then?

Confidently declared that she certainly could do it.

Hehe... Upon reflection, maybe she had been genuine, perhaps eager to learn. Yet, over these ten years, blinded by glory, she had long forgotten what that initial confidence felt like.

She was trapped in a beguiling world of indulgence, knowing full well many around her harbored ill intentions, yet arrogantly believed she could manage.

The day before the fire, coincidentally, marked the expiration of the ten-year period.

Feng Zhenzhen closed her eyes, her whole body aching painfully, the sensation of her skin being seared, akin to a burning inferno in hell. She wanted to die, yet she couldn’t accept it.

If she died without revenge, she, Feng Zhenzhen, would be a complete failure.

”Do you resent me in your heart?”

”You didn’t do it, why should I resent you?” Feng Zhenzhen said calmly, regrettably her throat was damaged by smoke, no longer sweet and melodious.

”But I sat by and watched.”

”The ten-year term expired.” Born into such a family, she hadn’t learned much else but had learned to accept the harsh reality the best. Hence, she could face her grandfather with such tranquility.

And could calmly face the disastrous news of losing her heirs’ qualification.

For her, it wasn’t bad news but a sword hanging over her head.

Now the sword had finally fallen.

”Not bad, it’s finally not in vain that I educated you for ten years, though it’s not much, you’ve understood a bit superficially.” The old man rose from the chair, still bearing a kindly expression on his aged face. Looking at his own granddaughter, his gaze showed neither pain nor guilt, only tranquility and indifference.

”From now on, don’t return to the Feng Family.” Mr. Feng left his last words and slowly exited the room.

Lili, who had been waiting outside, heard the conversation in the ward, and after watching Mr. Feng leave, she sadly rushed to Zhenzhen’s bedside. ”Lady Zhenzhen, how can Sir be so heartless? Not only did he strip you of your inheritance rights, but he also wants to drive you out of the family.”