Fu Mingshi had just gotten off the plane after a business trip when his phone vibrated. Looking at the caller ID display, Fu Mingshi raised the phone to his ear. His grandfather's calm voice was already coming through, "Mingshi, you're off the plane right? Come by tonight."

Fu Mingshi had business dinners to attend that night, so as he walked he replied, "I can't get away tonight, how about I come see you tomorrow?"

"I got my physical exam results back, liver cancer," his grandfather said in the same mild tone, calm enough to make Fu Mingshi, who had stopped in his tracks, feel somewhat stunned. How could that be...

"Come back, I have something to discuss with you," Fu Mingshi's grandfather said before ending the call.

Fu Mingshi was still frozen there.

"Mr. Fu?" His assistant Gao Chuan saw his abnormal expression and asked in confusion.

Fu Mingshi glanced at him but didn't say anything, and continued walking forward.

The spacious arrival hall was already packed with reporters, all there for Fu Mingshi.

His family's Shengshi Group had just successfully won an important French tender, making domestic competing companies green with envy. But the reporters weren't concerned with Shengshi Group's business success. What they were interested in was a romantic scandal involving the group's CEO Fu Mingshi in Paris.

After all, not only was Fu Mingshi worth billions, even his features were so handsome they could outshine any old or young celebrity. In all of China, those richer than him weren't as young and cool, and those cooler than him weren't nearly as wealthy! Relying solely on his face and long legs, this 28 year old entrepreneur had attracted tens of millions of fans, even though he rarely posted anything new to his Weibo.

"He's here!"

The disembarking passengers began to emerge one by one. At nearly six foot one, Fu Mingshi stood head and shoulders above the others, his tall and slender figure perfectly showcased in a black suit. Low key was impossible. No one knew who rushed over first, but it seemed in the blink of an eye reporters encircled Fu Mingshi, startling onlookers unfamiliar with him into thinking he must be some huge celebrity and whipping out their phones to start filming.

grandfather, Fu Mingshi didn't notice his father's abnormal behavior. He lowered his head to set up the chess pieces.

As they set up the chess board, Fu Mingshi's grandfather slowly asked, "Mingshi, do you still remember how your aunt passed away?"

Fu Mingshi's motions stilled.

He did have an aunt, his dad's older sister who was three years his senior. His mom had told him about her when he was little. She said his aunt had just learned to drive right before getting married. A few days before the wedding she went out drinking with friends, drove drunk on the way home, and died in a car accident.

At that time his dad hadn't met his mom yet, and he wasn't born.

He didn't have any deep feelings toward that aunt he'd never met.

Why was his grandfather bringing up his late aunt now that he had liver cancer? Was it because the sickness made him nostalgic?

Before Fu Mingshi could respond, his grandfather went on, "Mingshi, do you believe in retribution?"