But is this really the case?
Feng Jing expressed deep doubt about this, "So, I should call you grandpa myself!?"
"That's natural." Looking at Feng Jing's vigilant eyes, the old man of the Feng family was a little dumbfounded. His little granddaughter's vigilance was not ordinary.
"Then what do you know?" Feng Jing is still not sure, and if there is an extra cheap grandfather, anyone will doubt his intentions.
Although the answer is yes or no, for Feng Jing, the old man of the Feng family is her grandfather, but for Feng Jing, the meaning is different.
After all, she had revived from her body after transmigration. Although the emotions of the two worlds were both so strong, they were always different.
"I know that you are not the original Jingjing, but a completely unfamiliar existence. In other words, you are the real Fengjing." The old man of the Feng family calmly explained Fengjing's confusion.
He called Feng Jing to come today, just to tell her the truth. He said it directly, which would save him going around.
Feng Jing raised her eyebrows and finally got to the point. It seemed that her previous conjecture was true, "Oh?"
"Your father sent you back to the Fengwang Mansion when you were three years old. You know that, but no one will tell you what happened, right?"
"So what?" Feng Jing confessed, seeing what the old man of the Feng family meant, did he plan to tell her?
The old man of the Feng family raised his head and looked into the distance, awakening the dusty memory buried deep in his heart. .
"Your father was a world-famous peerless genius back then. At a young age, he reached a level that we simply could not reach. After that, I don't know where to go. Until ten years ago, your father was covered in blood and hugged. Back to the three-year-old you..." Having said that, the old man of the Feng family paused, turned his head, and fell silent.
Listening to the distant voice of the old man of the Feng family, Feng Jing could clearly hear the mourning in his tone.
mourning...
Feng Jing's father, Feng Tianhan, has an extraordinary talent and is the best in the world. He has been the pride of the old man of the Feng family since he was a child. The old man of the Feng family is naturally fond of him, but ten years ago, he watched his son, whom he hadn't seen for many years, being hunted and killed. , was seriously injured, and there was nothing he could do...
He thought that no one should understand her powerlessness from the inside out...
A faint nasal sound came, and Feng Jing looked at the old man of the Feng family. He... should be crying.
Feng Jing silently and slowly tightened his fists...
After a long time, the voice of the old man of the Feng family sounded again, but it was not as clear as before, and it seemed to be slightly crying.
"After that, he and I went back to the study together. It was in this room that I asked him angrily why he didn't come back for so many years, but he didn't speak. Under my pressure, he told me that there was a very powerful Man, no, to be more precise, it should be said...a 'God'!"
Speaking of this, the expression of the old man of the Feng family, who finally calmed down, changed again and became excited.
"He told me that your mother was taken away by that person because of him. After that, he was constantly chased and killed. He didn't dare to come to us. He had no ability to save your mother, and could only cowardly Listen to your mother's words, and take you to hide in Tibet alone..."
"Until ten years ago..."