Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 184: Rare Occurrence

Chapter 184: Rare Occurrence

Hearing what Grandpa Feng said just now, He Liming glanced at the two old men and thought to himself. ’You two are in such good health that even young people can’t beat you. I suspect that you won’t need your will in the near future.’

Although he thought so in his heart, his face remained expressionless and his smile was as steady as an old stone.

After Jin Rongsan signed the document, He Liming put it into an envelope and sealed it with wax seal. The will will be kept in a safe deposit box at the bank and can only be opened by him upon the client’s death.

After everything was dealt with, he stood up and said, "Mr. Jin, Mr. Feng, I still have something to deal with. So, I will take my leave now."

Grandpa Feng nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, Lawyer He."

"This is what I should do."

After He Liming left, Grandpa Feng looked at his friend and asked, "Old Jin, when do you plan to visit Jin Zhiwen?"

"I don’t know. Before I found him, I was anxious to find Xiulan. But now, when I found someone who might be my and Xiulan’s son, I didn’t dare to see him in person."

"Old Feng, there is no information about Xiulan in the investigation results your grandson sent me. If anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Grandpa Feng interrupted him, "Old Jin, what’s the use of worrying here? When you see him in person, don’t you know the truth if you ask him?"

"Instead of torturing yourself with uncertainty, it’s better to verify the truth. Didn’t you say you wanted to find a closure for yourself? Why are you hesitating now?"

Jin Rongsan fell into a long silence when he heard his friend’s words.

It was difficult for him to make a decision because he was afraid of finding out that Jin Zhiwen was not his son. But at the same time, he wished he was not his son because he didn’t want to know about his wife’s death.

If Jin Zhiwen is really his and his wife’s son, then the possibility of something happening to his wife is very high.

Based on the information, Jin Zhiwen came from a single-parent family and was raised by his mother, who passed away due to illness when he was 25 years old.

Seeing his friend’s hesitation, Grandpa Feng sighed and said nothing more. As an outsider, it was easy for him to say these things, but he also knew that coming to terms with the death of a loved one was not easy.

When his wife died, he might have committed suicide to follow her if it weren’t for the fact that their son still needed him. The same thing happened about twenty years ago when his son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident.

Therefore, he understood his friend’s mood. However, no matter how painful it is, they still need to face reality and continue to live on.

When the clock struck five o’clock in the afternoon, Feng Zhexuan turned off his laptop, packed his bag, and strode out of the office. Today, he walked directly to the private elevator without saying anything to his secretaries.

As he walked out of the building, the staff looked at him in surprise. Everyone knows what a workaholic their boss is. Therefore, when some people see him getting off work an hour earlier than the work time, they even look at the sky and wonder if the sun will set in the east today.

At the main entrance, Xiao Junhao was already waiting for him. Seeing his boss coming out, he quickly opened the back seat door and greeted him, "Good afternoon, boss."

After fastening his seat belt, Feng Zhexuan said, "Go back to the villa in the suburbs to pick up my wife."

"Yes, boss," Xiao Junhao nodded and drove away.

Since they went back an hour earlier than the off work time, the road was not as congested as usual. In less than an hour, they arrived at the villa.

As soon as Feng Zhexuan entered the house, the nanny came over and greeted him with a smile, "Young master, welcome home. The young madam went to sleep in the master bedroom after taking her meal."

Hearing this, Feng Zhexuan nodded and said, "Aunt Xing, please help my wife pack her clothes and daily necessities and send them to my penthouse apartment tomorrow."

Aunt Xing nodded and asked, "Young master, do you want to eat something? The kitchen made some chicken soup for lunch."

Thinking of how well the nanny handled the house, Feng Zhexuan looked at her and asked, "Aunt Xing, I remember your son lives near my apartment in the city. Do you want to live with him?"

When Aunt Xing heard this, she was stunned and asked, "Young master, did I do something wrong?"

Knowing that the nanny had misunderstood, Feng Zhexuan chuckled and said, "Aunt Xing, I want to ask you if you are willing to follow my wife and me into the city. My wife is weak and I am worried if she is at home alone. With you accompanying her when I’m not around, I feel more at ease."

"Since it’s inconvenient for you to live with us, you can come over at seven o’clock in the morning to make breakfast and clean up the house. You can go back after you prepare dinner. You will also be responsible for grocery shopping."

"I will give you an 8% salary increase and give you 10,000 yuan every month to buy groceries. If you want to take this job, you can start tomorrow. If you don’t want to, you can stay here and take care of this house."

Aunt Xing’s eyes lit up when she heard this. Although her son has a job, his living expenses continue to increase, and he has not had a salary increase in two years.

While the salary increase given by her boss was only 8%, her monthly salary was 7,800 yuan. This salary increase is 624 yuan which is equal to the monthly groceries expenses of her son!