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Chapter 363 Shen Fuyou's Mistress

When Shen Fuhan returned to the Marquis of Jing'an's residence, it was already 7 PM.

The sky darkened completely, mirroring his mood, which was so heavy it was hard to breathe.

He planned to go to his study first, but Granny Zhao from Ninghui Hall was waiting for him at the gate of the mansion.

Granny Zhao came forward and bowed nervously, saying, "My lord, this old servant dares to ask you to go to Ninghui Hall."

Shen Fuhan frowned and asked, "What is it?"

These past few days, the old lady has been keeping a low profile, and no one knows whether she's plotting something or harboring ill intentions. It's as if she doesn't exist in the Marquis's residence.

Zhao Mama sighed and said, "The old lady hasn't been eating or sleeping well lately, and she keeps calling your name, but she doesn't dare to ask you to come over... This old servant sees that she has become so thin, and it breaks my heart. That's why I secretly came out to ask you to come over."

Shen Fuhan glanced at her and said calmly, "Let's go."

This trip is optional, and the old lady can't do anything about it.

But he went anyway, knowing he was afraid to face it, so he used this as a way to delay.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Shen Fuhan, you've finally met your match."

Having just taken a step, Granny Zhao cautiously asked, "My lord, why don't you let Madam and Miss go with you?"

"What do you want with them?"

"The old lady said she misses her great-granddaughter..."

"Really?" Shen Fuhan scoffed. "I thought Grandmother only liked her great-grandson."

Granny Zhao said awkwardly, "The old lady has always liked Miss, but she just hasn't shown it."

Shen Fuhan ignored him and said coldly, "If you keep nagging, I won't go."

Granny Zhao had no choice but to keep quiet about it.

They soon entered Ninghui Hall, where the sound of the old lady weeping could be heard.

“Fuhan, it’s all my fault, I’m so sorry, I was really wrong, my good grandson, and my great-granddaughter, Zhaozhao…”

Shen Fuhan's brows were furrowed; her crying looked so fake.

He stepped over the threshold, and the old lady seemed not to hear him. She put her hands together in front of the Buddha statue, closed her eyes, and prayed.

"May my grandson have a bright future, and may my great-granddaughter be safe and sound..."

Granny Zhao whispered a reminder: "Madam, the Marquis has arrived."

"Don't lie to this old woman," the old lady sighed. "How could he possibly come? He said such harsh words last time. It seems our bond as grandmother and grandson is over. What a tragedy, what a tragedy."

Shen Fuhan sat down and drank tea, not responding to a single word, calmly watching her perform a one-woman show.

The old lady had used up all the lines she had prepared and was starting to run out of steam. She glanced sideways at her grandson, who was drinking tea, and then looked at Granny Zhao, her eyes questioning why he wasn't speaking.

Granny Zhao had no idea and shook her head.

The old lady was a little puzzled. She had been so sincere in her feelings, but her grandson didn't react at all.

But in the blink of an eye, she realized that it was all that woman, Wen, who had been whispering in her ear and causing her to become estranged from her own grandson!

She had been pondering this matter for the past few days and finally concluded that it was all Wen's fault.

The old lady gritted her teeth in anger. She should have stopped him from getting married back then. It would have been so much better if he had married a noblewoman from a high-ranking family. Even she, as his grandmother, would have gained face.

Those from humble backgrounds are simply not respectable and resort to dirty tricks all day long!

Although she harbored resentment, the old lady did not show it on her face at all, and instead gave Zhao Mama a wink.

Zhao Mama understood immediately and said, "Madam, if you don't believe me, turn around and take a look."

The old lady then slowly turned around, looking at Shen Fuhan with disbelief and surprise.

"Fuhan, you actually came!"

She wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked unsteadily to her grandson, scrutinizing him intently.

"Have you been eating and sleeping well these past few days? Has your wife been taking good care of you? Has the baby been fussy?"

Shen Fuhan put down her teacup and said calmly, "Grandmother, please speak your mind."

Seeing his even more heartless and ruthless appearance than before, the old lady gritted her teeth in hatred. She would deal with Wen Shi sooner or later!

"I've said everything I wanted to say," the old lady sighed. "You..."

“In that case, I’ll head back,” Shen Fuhan interrupted her, concealing a fleeting hint of impatience. “Grandmother, please take good care of yourself.”

He really has no taste in people. If he wanted to escape, he should have gone to see Ah Yue instead.

Even just looking at her, without doing anything, could calm him down.

Now, all they do is show impatience.

He strode away, leaving the old lady stunned and frozen in place.

His grandson just... passed away like that?

Shen Fuhan went straight back to his study.

The guards sent yesterday have returned, and he invited them into his study for a detailed discussion.

After bowing, the two guards exchanged a glance but remained silent.

Shen Fuhan asked, "What, do I have to beg you to speak up?"

The two hurriedly apologized, repeatedly saying they dared not.

The older guards gritted their teeth and stepped forward to report all the information they had gathered that day to the Marquis.

Shen Fuhan listened quietly, his brows furrowed. Why couldn't he find the answer he was looking for?

Finally, the guard swallowed hard and hesitated before speaking, "Yesterday, Fourth Master also saw a young lady surnamed Xie, about fifteen or sixteen years old..."

Shen Fuhan straightened his back: "Continue."

"She, she..."

The guard hesitated, and Shen Fuhan said in a cold voice, "If you don't speak up, you'll be given ten strokes of the cane later."

The guard quickly replied, "She lives in the Fourth Master's residence. According to the neighbors, she and the Fourth Master are often seen together; she is his mistress..."