Over the years, his father and second uncle entrusted many people and used a lot of personal connections, but in the end, their application to return to China was not approved.
It wasn't until July of this year, when international relations were less tense, that the application process for Chinese people to return to China became less stringent.
Dad, my second uncle, and my grandparents were all eagerly anticipating returning to China to reunite with my uncle's family once the paperwork was completed, but...
Feng Shiying's expression changed drastically. He vaguely sensed something was wrong with his youngest son's tone, so he quickly said, "Okay, I'll inform them right away."
After hanging up the phone, he immediately dialed his second brother Feng Shixian's private landline, briefly explained the situation, told him to go home immediately, and then notified his parents.
After the call ended, Feng Shiying grabbed his suit jacket and strode out of the office.
He called his driver and then quickly headed back towards the Feng family manor.
The two brothers rushed back to the manor one after the other.
Next came Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng, who had rushed back from Mrs. Mary's birthday party.
Today is Mrs. Mary's birthday, and Mr. and Mrs. Feng have been invited to Mrs. Mary's birthday banquet. However, their eldest son suddenly called the manor, saying that there was an emergency at home and they needed to come home immediately.
So, Mr. Feng had no choice but to apologize to Mrs. Mary and take his leave, then hurriedly returned to the Feng family home with his wife.
"Eldest son, you said on the phone that there was an emergency at home and that your mother and I needed to come back immediately. What is it that's so important?" As soon as Grandpa Feng entered the living room, he immediately looked at his eldest son and asked.
Upon hearing this, Feng Shiying turned around and looked at his youngest son, Feng Henglin.
"Henglin, aren't you going to talk?"
Now that everyone's back, does this kid still want to keep something to himself?
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention back to Feng Henglin.
Suddenly being stared at by so many elders, Feng Henglin's heart skipped a beat. He felt as if a huge rock was weighing on his head, making him feel somewhat oppressed.
He cleared his throat and said to the elders, "Grandpa, Grandma, Second Uncle, when I was in Chicago, I met my uncle's daughter."
"Whose daughter are you saying?"
Three voices rang out in the living room almost simultaneously.
The group of people were all slightly taken aback, then their eyes widened rapidly. They looked at Feng Henglin with shock and disbelief, waiting for him to give a new answer.
Feng Henglin straightened his back and said seriously, "My uncle Feng Shimin's biological daughter, her full name is Feng Zhiyi. I met her at Alice's manor. This time, Alice was assassinated, and it was my younger sister and brother-in-law who saved her."
Upon hearing the name Feng Shimin, the old lady's face instantly turned red with excitement. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, like beads falling from a broken string.
Her lips trembled as she asked, "Shimin's daughter? Shimin and his family came abroad, to Chicago?"
"Wanrong, don't get excited, let Henglin finish speaking first."
Grandpa Feng placed his hand on his wife's shoulder and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her. He thought he was relatively calm, at least on the surface, but he didn't realize that both of his hands were trembling.
And his veins were clearly visible.
It is clear that Grandpa Feng's condition was not much better than Grandma's.
They have been together for decades, sharing a deep understanding and a very strong bond. They know each other's thoughts and feelings very well.
"Henglin, did you really see your uncle and his family in Chicago?" Feng Shiying, having come to his senses, immediately asked Feng Henglin.
When Feng Shiying mentioned his younger brother, his eyes involuntarily reddened.
Feng Shixian followed up immediately, not giving Feng Henglin a chance to reply, and asked urgently, "Henglin, how are your uncles? When did they leave the country?"
Feng Henglin pursed his lips and said, "Dad, Second Uncle, Grandpa, Grandma, please sit down first and talk on the sofa. My uncle's family situation is rather complicated, so you... you'd better be mentally prepared."
As soon as she finished speaking, Grandma Feng choked up and asked again, "What do you mean by 'quite complicated'? What exactly happened to your uncle?"
“Oh, Wanrong, don’t cry. Let’s listen to our grandson and sit down to hear him finish telling the story. That way, we can find out what’s really going on with Shimin.”
Grandpa Feng hurriedly wiped away He Wanrong's tears, helping her to sit down on the sofa, but his heart was far from calm. He had a feeling that Henglin was about to say something...
This is the last thing they want to hear.
Feng Shiying and Feng Shixian exchanged a glance, their faces darkening.
The two brothers had a vague idea of what was going on.
After everyone was seated, Feng Henglin, under the expectant yet nervous gazes of his elders, said in a deep voice, "I didn't see my uncle, and his family didn't go abroad either. I only saw my cousin and brother-in-law."
"My younger sister said that she and her husband came abroad because they had very important business to attend to, and they couldn't come to London for the time being. As for my uncle, he... he passed away from illness when my younger sister was only five years old..."
As he spoke, he recounted in detail what Lu Lingxiao and Feng Zhiyi had said.
"No, this isn't true. My Shimin, how could my Shimin have died so young? Xiao Si, you're not lying to me, are you?" He Wanrong burst into tears the moment she heard this.
She covered her face and cried uncontrollably, refusing to believe the fact. Her Shimin was the youngest in the family, yet she had passed away more than a decade ago. How could she accept this?
He Wanrong and Feng Jiaxiang had three sons, but the youngest son was the most stubborn in the family. When they asked him to go abroad, Shimin refused no matter what. Feng Jiaxiang even thought about using force, planning to tie Shimin up and take him abroad.
Unfortunately, the moment that thought flashed through Feng Jiaxiang's mind, Feng Shimin quelled it with a single sentence.
Feng Shimin said that even if they kidnapped him and took him abroad, he would immediately return to China once he arrived. He also said that as a citizen of China, even if he were to die, he would want to die in his homeland...
Who would have thought—
Who would have thought he would actually...
At this moment, not only was He Wanrong unable to accept this cruel reality, but even Feng Jiaxiang and his two sons could not accept it. The three of them sat motionless on the sofa as if frozen in place.
Tears flowed silently down the corners of her eyes.
When they learned that Feng Shimin had passed away more than a decade ago, they could no longer hold back their emotions.
The huge living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Apart from the sobs of a few elders, there was no other sound...
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