Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 240 - 185 Tentative_1

Chapter 240: Chapter 185 Tentative_1

Noticing the Old Man Feng’s reaction, Feng Yi thought to himself:

Here we go again! It’s always been like this since I was little!

Because of the old man’s attitude, his own father would always complain to him, "Why can’t you be more likable?"

Old Man Feng didn’t even want to take a second glance at him, which extended to not being particularly fond of Feng Yi’s father either.

His father could never get a good reaction from Old Man Feng.

And it was precisely for this reason that, when Feng Yi’s rebellious streak arose, these people really did kick him out of the house.

His looks weren’t something Feng Yi could decide for himself—what could he do when he was born this way? It was innate! Determined by genes!

If you don’t like me, others will!

Now, Feng Yi had become quite calm when faced with this kind of treatment.

So, when he caught Old Man Feng’s obviously disdainful gaze, Feng Yi’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly walked over and sat down opposite of the old man.

A coffee table separated the two.

There were only the two of them in the room. Feng Yi glanced at the coffee table in front of him, reached out, and started to make tea for himself.

Since no tea had been prepared, and Feng Yi didn’t expect anyone would come in to serve him tea, he might as well do it himself.

Having adjusted his own mindset, Old Man Feng concealed his momentary disdain and looked at Feng Yi again, preparing to speak, when he saw Feng Yi casually open the tea canister and make tea with great composure.

Old Man Feng hesitated, forgetting what he was about to say.

This was the first time someone had made tea in his presence in this place, as if nothing was amiss, without showing a hint of nervousness.

Either he was born lacking sense, or he had a strong inner resolve.

Old Man Feng certainly didn’t think Feng Yi was senseless.

For the first time, he truly looked at Feng Yi properly.

Not having expected it, all these years of not seeing the boy, who knew what he had been through to have cultivated such a state of mind!

Including Old Man Feng himself, most of the Feng Family had thought when Feng Yi left—their view was that

Even though Feng Yi wasn’t favored by Old Man Feng, staying with the Feng Family, Old Man Feng would certainly give him something out of consideration for appearances. But if he left, that might not be the case.

Acting out of spite, naive and childish!

Go out and suffer a bit, understand how hard life is outside; maybe then he would come back begging for forgiveness!

Yet no one expected that Feng Yi would actually stabilize his position outside, let alone that he would eventually gain such a reputation in a domain that they couldn’t interfere with.

After receiving the news that Feng Yi had returned to Yang City, Old Man Feng had been waiting for Feng Yi to apologize. He had even hinted that he would finalize his will after the New Year, yet he waited in vain as the boy went off to catch snakes abroad!

It was then that Old Man Feng truly believed Feng Yi had indeed given up on the inheritance struggle!

Closing his eyes for a moment, Old Man Feng saw that Feng Yi had finished making tea and, in a rare conciliatory tone, said, "I didn’t know before that you also enjoyed tea."

"I wouldn’t say I enjoy it. I haven’t studied it," Feng Yi replied.

"You can try it. This tea might not be the best, but it’s among the top tier."

Feng Yi believed those words. The tea used in the guest room on the second floor by Old Man Feng to entertain guests would certainly not be poor quality; it was a matter of pride.

"To me, what’s suitable is good enough. Even the top tier might not necessarily be to my liking," Feng Yi said.

Old Man Feng was happy to start the conversation with the topic of tea, at least it didn’t annoy him.

Upon hearing Feng Yi’s response, Old Man Feng neither agreed nor disagreed but asked, "Then, what kind of tea do you find suitable?"

"The kind that Mute Uncle makes himself on Xiao Feng Mountain is fine."

Old Man Feng’s gaze suddenly sharpened as he stared intently at Feng Yi.

"Mute Uncle"? That mute watchdog who can’t bark?!

One person Old Man Feng truly detested was "Mute Uncle."

Someone else owned the ancestral house and temple—how utterly disgraceful!

Such a situation, with his current status and prestige, would only invite ridicule if made known!

Therefore, he never mentioned the ancestral home and temple.

But in reality, it bothered him immensely!

Although he had disagreements with his ancestors, like it or not, the ownership of the ancestral home and the location of the temple were matters of pride!

Old Man Feng slowly took a deep breath.

This brat was truly unlikeable—striking right where he cared the most!

However, Old Man Feng quickly recovered, his tone returning to calm with a trace of seriousness, "Originally, I did leave an inheritance for you."

"Is that your compensation for destroying my studio?"

Feng Yi looked steadily into Old Man Feng’s eyes, his tone calm.

Old Man Feng wasn’t surprised that Feng Yi had found out about the trouble with his studio last year. He studied Feng Yi’s expression carefully, finding no signs of anger or grievance. In those seemingly temperature-less eyes, he still couldn’t detect any emotional fluctuation.

Even his eyes are so similar!

So irritating to look at!

No matter what he thought internally, Old Man Feng maintained a facade of calmness, and with a degree of earnestness, he said, "Whether you believe it or not, after you left the Feng Family, I never thought of making a move against you."

"I believe you," Feng Yi said, "You wouldn’t condescend to make a move against me. But if someone did, you would simply help clean up, as with your favorite grandson, the one who looks most like you."

Just as Old Man Feng was about to say he could offer Feng Yi some compensation, he heard Feng Yi continue:

"If you do something wrong, you must face the consequences. If you commit a crime, you must admit your guilt, and even if you don’t confess, you must receive the punishment you deserve. Don’t you agree?"

Old Man Feng looked at Feng Yi intently, deciphering every nuance of his expression, yet to his immense surprise, he still couldn’t gather any useful information!

Last year, indeed, it was his favorite grandson who had put Feng Yi in a difficult position, but had Old Man Feng not intervened, Feng Yi could have quickly recovered from the setback and even mounted a swift counterattack. It was Old Man Feng’s intervention that nearly brought Feng Yi to the brink of ruin.