Shen Fanxing walked into Shen Shanghua's room and was surprised to see another person in the room.
"Grandpa…"
Shen Shanghua leaned against the head of the bed and peered at her with his aged eyes. In the end, he looked away in pain.
"Fanxing, I'm sorry. Back then…"
He choked, and was unable to speak.
Shen Fanxing's eyes quivered and she couldn't help but feel a surge of ache. However, she still turned her head to the side and spoke in a cold voice.
"Why did you ask me to come back?"
Shen Shanghua felt even more upset about how distant Shen Fanxing was, but he still glanced at the man beside him.
The man received his signal and handed a document to Shen Fanxing.
"Miss Shen, this is the remaining fifteen percent of Old Master's shares. It is now under your name."
Shen Fanxing's lips twitched as she glanced at the document. "Another compensation?"
