Chapter 1485: Ten years

"Mister came to see you." The maid said cautiously: "Miss Zhenzhen, tell your husband that your husband will protect you." This servant was the exclusive maid when Feng Zhenzhen was the heir.
The name is Lili, or Feng Zhenzhen personally took it.
Feng Zhenzhen blinked his eyes, indicating that he knew.
Lily lowered and opened the door of the ward, welcoming Mr. Feng in, and then moved a chair to put it down before going out with Mr. Feng's people.
From beginning to end, Feng Zhenzhen lay motionless on the hospital bed, his eyes were like glass beads, lifeless.
"Zhen Zhen." Mr. Feng said, "How about? I came to see you."
"Grandpa." Feng Zhenzhen moved his eyes and looked in the direction of Mr. Feng, "I failed. I have failed your expectations."
At first, her grandfather talked to her late at night before she became the heir. At that time, she had almost forgotten what the grandfather said for so many years, but after being burned, when she was desperate in her heart, she remembered every word.
Grandpa once said that the position of the heir of the Feng family is boundless, which can bring power and glory to her but also brings greater danger. If you cannot cope with these dangers, there is only one dead end.
Whether she can sit firmly in the position of the heir depends on her. The heights are so cold, once you fall from the top that day, you will be shattered. All he can do is to her for ten years, and he will not give any help after ten years.
How did she answer at the time?
Confidently, she said that she would definitely be able to.
Ha ha ha... Now think about it, maybe I was serious, maybe I can study with a humility. But in the past ten years, she has been fascinated by glory, and she has forgotten what her confidence was like.
She was trapped in a world of drunkenness and inextricability. Knowing that countless people around her were ill-intentioned, she was still arrogant thinking that she could handle it.
The day before the fire happened, the ten-year period had expired.
Feng Zhenzhen closed his eyes, his whole body was painful and uncomfortable. What's the difference between the smell of his skin being scorched by fire and burning in hell? She wanted to die, but she was not reconciled.
If she died like this without revenge, Feng Zhenzhen would really be a total loser.
"Do you resent me in your heart?"
"You didn't do it, why should I resent?" Feng Zhenzhen said calmly, but it was a pity that his throat was so smoked that he was no longer as sweet and sweet as before.
"But I just stood by."
"The ten-year period is over." Born in such a family, she hadn't learned anything else, except that it was the best to recognize the cruelty of reality. Therefore, she can face her grandpa so calmly.
In order to calmly face the bad news of being deprived of heir qualifications.
This is not bad news for her, but a sharp sword hanging over her head.
Now the sword finally fell.
"Yes, it's not a waste of time that I have worked hard for ten years to educate. Although I haven't gotten much, I still understand a little bit." The old gentleman stood up from the chair, his old face still showing kindness. He looked at his own granddaughter with no distress or guilt in his eyes. Some are just calm and indifferent.
"Don't go back to Feng's house in the future." Mr. Feng left the room slowly leaving one last sentence.
Lily, who had been guarding outside, listened to the conversation in the ward. After watching Mr. Feng leave, she threw herself sadly on Feng Zhenzhen’s bed. "Miss Zhenzhen, how can he be so cruel, sir? He not only deprived you of your inheritance rights, but also kicked you out of the house."