She Lives without Regret in This Life

He had once doubted whether Miss Sheng Ning could fulfill the role of the Feng Family Patriarch. She appeared too frail and gentle, not the type to handle such cruel struggles.

The sir once said, ’You’re mistaken, Ningning, this girl, has faced the most brutal events.’

He had always been dismissive, but remained loyal, never questioning.

Yet at this moment, he was utterly convinced, the sir could finally rest in peace.

”Anyone with objections, speak now.”

Gradually, some began whispering among themselves, but most were so intimidated by Sheng Ning that even the smartest abandoned their previous decisions.

Feng Xintong was anxious, hoping someone would oppose and disgrace Sheng Ning. She wished so badly to voice her objections, but she couldn’t.

She was appointed by her grandfather on his deathbed as Sheng Ning’s right hand, meant to assist her.

”Xintong, do you have any objections?” Sheng Ning looked at Feng Xintong with a subtle smile.

”I don’t.” Feng Xintong answered honestly, even gazing at Sheng Ning with a kind of admiration, ”I believe you’ll make an excellent family head.”

”Indeed!” Sheng Ning carelessly adjusted her sleeves and said calmly, ”As long as I’m not dead, I surely can, but I fear someone harbors ill intentions.”

”Ha ha... How could that be! I’ll be the first to go after anyone with ulterior motives towards you.”

”Is that so?”

”Of... of course.” Under Sheng Ning’s gaze, she suddenly felt guilty. Previously, she never knew what guilt was, as it’s an emotion only the weak have.

”Where did you go forty minutes ago?”

Feng Xintong’s palms instantly became sweaty. She replied calmly, ”I went to see grandfather one last time, then left according to procedure and returned to my room.”

”Really?” Sheng Ning shook her head, ”When we entered, grandfather had already passed away.” Damn family secrets shouldn’t be exposed, but she couldn’t say that great uncle was murdered.

Housekeeper Xing adamantly refused to let her reveal it or pursue the killer.

Furious, Sheng Ning could do nothing but grit her teeth. If only she had caught Feng Xintong in the act! Great uncle, a legendary figure, would lose face if word got out he was killed by his own granddaughter while bedridden.

He’d probably be too embarrassed to face grandma in the afterlife.

”When I left, grandfather was fine. He even called Xiao Kai in!” Feng Xintong smiled innocently, then asked, ”What, Patriarch? Did Xiao Kai upset grandfather?”

Sheng Ning took a deep breath, reminding herself not to bicker with Feng Xintong at such a time.

”As the family head, does anyone still have objections?” she asked the crowd coldly.

”I... I have an objection.” A man around thirty raised his hand. Sheng Ning recognized him as the third young master, Feng Huaixi.

”Speak!”

”Since you’re our Feng Family’s Patriarch, you must change your surname to Feng.” Feng Huaixi said timidly.

”Yes!” Feng Huaixi’s words sparked a consensus among the crowd.

Although we don’t dare oppose her as family head, we certainly have the right to demand she changes her surname, don’t we? She must change it, otherwise, what gives her the right to be the family head?

Having someone with the surname Sheng as the Feng Family head, can it still be called the Feng Family?

”Patriarch, we don’t object, but you must change your surname.”

”Indeed.”