Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 328 - 246 The Butler’s Secret Hobby_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 246 The Butler’s Secret Hobby_1

Uncle Zhen arrived at the island while Feng Yi was asleep. His siblings had visited a few days earlier, and he had originally planned to come tomorrow, but upon hearing that the butler and Feng Yi had arrived, he changed his schedule and came over earlier.

After visiting the tombstone, he went straight to the butler’s residence.

Before meeting Feng Yi, he had devised several test plans to see what this cousin, whom he had never met, was like.

However, after seeing Feng Yi in person, he abandoned his previous plans.

He didn’t know why, but Feng Yi felt very much like his mother. Even though their appearances and temperaments were different, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

His mother had passed away less than two years ago, and he missed her strangely. Upon seeing Feng Yi, who somewhat resembled his late mother, genuine emotions surfaced on his face.

Yet since people are ultimately different and unfamiliar, Uncle Zhen’s mind went through several thoughts in an instant.

"Are you planning to go out?" Uncle Zhen asked.

"Mm, the island has nice scenery, and I was thinking of taking a walk," Feng Yi replied.

Uncle Zhen’s gaze swept over the butler, and he understood that the butler intended to take Feng Yi for a walk around the island.

With a deeper smile on his face, Uncle Zhen said, "It’s fine to take a walk through the scenery, but there is no need to trouble the butler. Ah, the butler is getting on in years, and it’s best not to overwork the elderly. The weather has been hot and windy recently—it’s better for him to rest more."

The butler looked at him.

Ignoring the butler’s gaze, Uncle Zhen walked over and warmly put an arm around Feng Yi’s shoulder, "Come come come, Uncle will show you around the island. There have been some changes last year, and the butler is not familiar with them."

He led Feng Yi out.

Feng Yi glanced at the butler.

The butler smiled and nodded.

As Uncle Zhen walked away, he turned back with a smile and said to the butler, "They’ve just delivered some fresh fruit. Have them sent over later."

Feng Yi did not know why Uncle Zhen was suddenly so enthusiastic. It definitely wasn’t just because "I look like his mother." However, he didn’t feel any negative emotions from him.

The attitude of the butler just now also showed that the two were uneasy with each other, but Uncle Zhen didn’t seem dangerous.

Feng Yi had previously learned from the butler that the secret of his great-aunt was not shared with her children.

It was a form of protection for them—knowing too much is not good.

Whether it was the children developing improper thoughts on their own or others harboring such ideas after learning secrets from them, good outcomes were unlikely.

Therefore, Uncle Zhen was unaware of the biggest secret.

Feng Yi followed Uncle Zhen on a path through the woods.

He was too hurried when he arrived and not in the mood to pay much attention to the surrounding environment.

The sea breeze through the forest brought the scent of seawater and tropical plants.

Under the azure sky, the tranquility far from the hustle and bustle of the city slowed down the pace of life.

Uncle Zhen gestured to his bodyguards, signaling them to keep their distance and not to follow too closely.

Uncle Zhen acted as if he felt a strong connection with Feng Yi and wanted to talk more.

"Since my mother passed away, it’s been a long time since I last saw the butler. He looks well today, and the wrinkles on his face have even lightened a bit, showing that he’s had a good year." Uncle Zhen looked at Feng Yi, "Is he good to you?"

"Pretty good," Feng Yi said.

Uncle Zhen smiled, seemingly finding Feng Yi’s response interesting.

"My mother didn’t get along with your grandfather, and we didn’t have much contact with the Feng Family of Yang City. It was unexpected that the butler left our family and went to your side. Have you ever met my mother before, or did you know the butler?" Uncle Zhen was curious.

"I hadn’t. I was also confused when I saw the butler," Feng Yi said.

He didn’t believe that Uncle Zhen hadn’t looked into his background—the great-aunt had left him some property, so these children would certainly have done their research.

As expected, with Feng Yi’s answer, Uncle Zhen tended to believe him more.

They had of course investigated Feng Yi and even analyzed why the butler had left to join Feng Yi.

He thought the most likely explanation was that his mother had found a "grandchild" for the butler.

After all, the butler was old with no close relatives. Finding a younger person to accompany the butler and ensure a peaceful old age seemed reasonable.

Moreover, since Feng Yi had left the Feng Family of Yang City and had no relatives by his side, and he somewhat resembled the old lady, the butler was more likely to accept him as a comfort to his soul.

When his mother died, the butler’s grief was no less than that of her biological children. It was truly heartfelt.

As for the small portion of the inheritance that his mother left to Feng Yi, they didn’t care much; they were mainly curious at the time.

They all had their own successful careers, which were all supported by their old lady.

His mother had long ago made her intentions clear about the inheritance: "However I give it, you take it."

If given, accept it; if not, don’t demand it.

It was her property, and she could give it to whomever she wanted; as her children, they should respect her decision.

Uncle Zhen reflected on his past speculations about Feng Yi.

It must be said, Feng Yi’s background had given them misleading information.

Also, the butler had money; he wouldn’t continue his "butler role-play game" for the sake of money.

They had mistaken that either the butler fancied Feng Yi, or their old lady had specially found a comfort for the butler’s soul.

"The butler is a strange and complex man; I still haven’t figured him out to this day," Uncle Zhen said, "He’s had many different names, and nobody knows what his original name was, so later we just called him ’the butler.’"

As he spoke, Uncle Zhen laughed again, "I suspect the butler makes money with alternate accounts, changing them frequently to avoid being targeted. He’s an investment genius! The wealth he’s accumulated over decades is an amount beyond others’ imaginations. You must realize how wealthy he is, right?"

Feng Yi nodded, "Deeply felt!"

Uncle Zhen continued, "I also suspect he has some sort of unknown hobby!

"With all his wealth, the salary of a ’butler’ probably doesn’t even match what he earns in a day. For him, being a butler is more like a role-playing game, one that he is so immersed in he can’t extricate himself.

"If you’re suggesting he enjoys playing the role of a butler, he’s not like that with everyone, he’s extremely picky!

"There must be another motive for being a butler! Have you asked him?"

"I’ve asked," said Feng Yi.

Uncle Zhen was invigorated, "What did he answer?"

"He said it’s a pursuit in life."

"..."

Uncle Zhen had a face that read "Really? I don’t believe it!"

"It’s too hard to understand. If one day you find the answer, please tell me!"

Feng Yi earnestly replied, "Mhm!"

It was impossible, your mother never told you.

Seeing how obedient Feng Yi was, Uncle Zhen was very pleased.

"The butler, when he stayed with our family, was just a bit nicer to me and my siblings than to the average person. But with you, he was truly kind! Nearly as much as my mother."

Uncle Zhen’s gaze swept over Feng Yi’s face once more, "If it weren’t for the certainty that you’re indeed your grandfather’s biological grandchild, I would definitely suspect you are the child of some lost brother of mine... or perhaps a child of one of my siblings."

It was precisely because he knew that Feng Yi was more distantly related to them that Uncle Zhen was even more curious.

Despite his suspicions, he still asked:

"Why did the butler abandon us and choose you? Or to put it another way, since there was no previous contact, why would my mother leave you an inheritance?"

"I asked the butler the first time I met him," Feng Yi said.

Uncle Zhen was even more eager, looking at Feng Yi expectantly: "Why?"

"Said I had a likable face."

"..."

Uncle Zhen looked at Feng Yi’s face, saw no sign of evasion, and after a dry pause, said, "Ah, indeed."

After a moment of silence, no longer fixated on the question, Uncle Zhen, carrying an air of caring for a junior, walked on with Feng Yi, continuing to talk about the butler.

"The butler had been with our family for many years, and he held a very special position. My parents treated the butler more like a relative without blood ties."

From his parents’ attitude, Uncle Zhen could see the degree of trust they placed in the butler.

At first he always suspected that the butler harbored some secret thoughts, harboring ill intentions!

Even now, he still thinks the butler has secret thoughts, but the idea of malicious intent has been discarded.

The butler wasn’t short of money, and he didn’t flatter or ingratiate himself with them. In their household, the butler only really cared about the lady of the house.

Before Uncle Zhen became an adult, if his parents didn’t have time, many things were handled by the butler’s help.

He was familiar with the butler but not close.

His siblings were born before the butler arrived, or he might have been present but not yet trusted enough.

By the time he was born, the butler had already solidified his position as the "chief loyalist" in the eyes of outsiders in his family.

There were many secrets that, as children, they didn’t understand, yet the butler was privy to them.

"I once suspected he had feelings for my old mother!" Uncle Zhen said somewhat complainingly.

His family was aware of his suspicions regarding the butler.

From childhood to adulthood, he had tested the butler many times because of these suspicions.

And for this reason, whenever the butler addressed him, there was always a hint of sarcasm.

Feng Yi listened to Uncle Zhen’s seemingly complaining words without making a sound.

It wasn’t his place to comment on the affairs of his elders, nor did he understand them. It was best just to listen in silence.

Uncle Zhen quickly glanced around, then leaned in close, lowering his voice, adopting the air of "I’m about to share a big secret with you."

"It’s said that when my aunt gave birth to me, the butler was outside the delivery room, more nervous than my own father!"

Feng Yi: "..." pricked up his ears.

"Don’t disbelieve it. My siblings were there at the time, and my eldest brother was already in high school. He told me this himself!"

His various suspicions of the butler weren’t unfounded.

"When I was born and they brought me out, he was the first to rush over to see me, then showed a look of extreme disappointment! Totally lost control of his facial expression, the whole person was ’disappointment max plus’!"

When he listened to his elder brother recount that day’s events, he couldn’t help but think crooked thoughts.

The features of his parents were visible in his looks, and even just after birth, some resemblance could be seen.

"With this face of mine, that embodies the characteristics of both my parents, if I don’t look like my own father and mother, then who else can I resemble? What was the butler disappointed about?!"

Feng Yi: "..."

Could there be a possibility that the butler rushed over so eagerly, actually to see if you had a tail or sharp teeth?