Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1294: Chapter 1294: Are You My Maternal Grandfather? Chapter 1294: Chapter 1294: Are You My Maternal Grandfather? Brown, the butler, respectfully led the way, and Jian Yufei followed behind him, incessantly guessing who the BOSS he mentioned might be.

The Nangong Estate was vast, and Jian Yufei lived in a separate, small castle.

After they left the castle, they walked past the garden, some wide roads, and a few small castles of different styles, and finally arrived in front of the large white castle at the center of the estate.

A few bodyguards in black guarded the castle door. Brown, the butler, led her to the entrance, then gestured for her to go in on her own.

“Miss, the BOSS is inside waiting for you. Please go in by yourself.”

Jian Yufei nodded blankly, then lifted her skirt hem and walked in anxiously.

Ever since she had awoken, all the people she met and the environment she saw were unfamiliar to her.

She couldn’t even remember who she was, having no memories at all, her mind a complete blank.

She wanted to figure out her identity, so she quietly followed Brown, the butler, to this place.

Would meeting this BOSS reveal who she truly was?

Jian Yufei entered a European classical style living room and immediately saw an old man with snowy white hair, yet still looking hale and hearty, sitting on a broad leather sofa.

Next to the elderly man stood a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a white shirt and black vest, similar to the attire of Brown, the butler.

Brown mentioned he was the second butler, could this man be the steward?

Jian Yufei felt he looked somewhat familiar, but couldn’t recall who he was.

…

Her gaze shifted from the standing steward, and she looked once more toward the sitting old man.

The elderly man had a high, slightly hooked nose and piercing eyes. Although his hair was completely white, his face was not covered in deep wrinkles.

He must have taken good care of himself because, just looking at his still handsome face, one might assume he was only in his fifties or sixties.

However, Jian Yufei guessed he must be in his seventies or eighties.

She inspected the old man with unease, and at the same time, he was also scrutinizing her.

“When did you wake up?” Nangong Wenxiang asked her indifferently, his face void of expression.

He had an aura of unspoken authority, exuding an untouchable kingly demeanor.

Jian Yufei was stunned for a moment, then answered respectfully, “Not long ago.”

“Brown said you’ve lost your memory, that you can’t remember anything?”

Jian Yufei nodded, “Yes… may I ask, who am I?”

Nangong Wenxiang glanced at the person beside him.

Hardy stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Jian Yufei, then said with a polite smile, “Miss, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the steward of Nangong Estate, Butler Hardy. You may simply call me Hardy.”

So he really was the steward…

Jian Yufei nodded politely, “Butler Hardy, hello.”

“Miss, hello,” Butler Hardy replied with a smile. “Now please allow me to answer your questions on behalf of the BOSS. Your identity is the BOSS’s granddaughter; the BOSS is your maternal grandfather. Your name is Nangong Yufei, the BOSS’s name is Nangong Wenxiang. As for your other relatives, they will arrive shortly.”

Jian Yufei looked at Nangong Wenxiang in surprise, “You are my grandfather?”

“Yes,” Nangong Wenxiang replied indifferently.

“If you are my grandfather, why do I… have the same last name as you?”

“You take your mother’s surname.”

I see…

“Then may I ask, where are my parents? Will they also be coming soon?” Jian Yufei inquired with confusion.