Note: YanYan is born without feeling pain; even if he is injured, he can’t feel it.
In his previous life, Lin Qingyan was deceived by s*umbags, framed by white lotus, ab*sed by netizens, sh...
After hanging up the phone, Gu Fei unconsciously gripped it tightly.
He could feel his heart beating faster than usual. Looking at the beautiful bouquet of red roses, he remained silent for a long time. Then, his throat tightened, and he heard his own not-so-calm voice: "Turn back to the company."
The driver, sitting in the front, glanced at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He still seemed calm and composed. The driver felt strange, but still replied, "Yes, Mr. Gu."
The journey was already halfway over, and it would still take more than an hour to get back to the company. Gu Fei turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, his deep eyes revealing a complex emotion, his lips slightly pursed, and he was no longer sleepy.
More than an hour later, the car drove into the underground parking lot of the Gu Group headquarters. Gu Fei got out of the car and walked quickly toward the elevator without lingering.
The driver was still sitting in the car, watching the man's rapidly disappearing figure with some curiosity. This was the first time he had ever seen Master Gu in such a hurry. What on earth had happened?
The elevator doors opened, and assistant Yang Jing was waiting outside. He said to Gu Fei, "Mr. Gu, the two guests are already waiting in your office."
Gu Fei hummed in agreement, but did not stop, and walked straight towards the president's office.
Two people were sitting on the sofa in the reception area. One was a young man in his thirties, and the other was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She had slumped shoulders, her hands clasped tightly together on her thighs, and she looked very uneasy.
When Gu Fei walked in, the two people on the sofa immediately stood up. The young man was the one who had just spoken to Gu Fei. His name was Lu Xiu, a private investigator and a rich second-generation heir with extensive connections.
Lu Xiu greeted Gu Fei and then introduced the woman beside him who had been keeping her head down, "Mr. Gu, this is the nurse I mentioned to you on the phone earlier, Qin Qiushui."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qiushui looked up and met Gu Fei's gaze. This handsome young man exuded a cold and domineering aura, and the emotions revealed in his eyes were even more indifferent and stern. She was startled and immediately lowered her head in a hurry.
Gu Fei merely glanced at her, then nodded slightly to Lu Xiu, "Sit down."
The three sat on the sofa. Gu Fei sat opposite Qin Qiushui, looking at her with a sharp gaze. He didn't say anything unnecessary and directly ordered, "Qin Qiushui, tell me everything that happened back then."
Qin Qiushui shuddered, hesitated to speak, and turned to Lu Xiu beside her for help. Lu Xiu smiled gently at her, "It's okay, go ahead and say it, repeat what you told me back then."
Qin Qiushui lowered her eyes, not daring to meet the man's gaze, and hesitantly began, "It happened nineteen years ago. Back then, I was a nurse in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the First People's Hospital of Nancheng..."
Even after nineteen years, Qin Qiushui could never forget what happened that day. Whenever she thought of that incident, she was tormented by endless guilt and could not sleep.
Although not as prestigious as the Gu family, the An family is still a well-known family in Nancheng. Back then, when the An family's wife, Song Shuman, was about to give birth, it was at the First People's Hospital of Nancheng. She later gave birth to a boy successfully.
On the same day, another woman who was about to give birth was also sent to that hospital. That woman was Lin Qingyan's current mother, Zhou Yuelan, who also gave birth to a son smoothly.
At the time, a major traffic accident occurred, injuring many people. Hospital beds were in short supply, so Zhou Yuelan and Song Shuman shared a ward.
The two, who were staying in the same hospital room, naturally had some conversations. Zhou Yuelan learned that Song Shuman was the wife of a wealthy family and had a happy family. Her husband and two sons would visit her every day, and the newborn child was the apple of the family's eye.
Zhou Yuelan, on the other hand, was all alone. She had given birth, but her husband didn't care at all. He only cared about eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. He never even came to the hospital to check on her once, which was in stark contrast to Song Shuman in the next bed.
Zhou Yuelan was filled with hatred and resentment. Because of her husband, who drank and gambled all day, the family was desperately poor and could barely afford the hospital fees. Her poor newborn son would not be happy living in such a family.
So she hatched a wicked plan. She spent almost all her savings and bribed the nurse at the time, Qin Qiushui, with five thousand yuan. She asked Qin Qiushui to secretly switch her child with Song Shuman's.
Things went more smoothly than expected. No one noticed, and the people who settled down are still in the dark, treating the switched child as their own son.
Their own children, however, ended up in such a wretched family, living an equally wretched life from a young age.
All the happiness that originally belonged to him—his happy and harmonious family, his wealthy life, and the love of his parents and brother—belonged to another completely unrelated person because of a malicious exchange.
...
"I'm sorry..." Qin Qiushui stammered as she recounted the truth of what happened back then. Her head drooped even lower, tears of panic, self-reproach, and guilt streaming down her face as she tightly clutched the hem of her clothes. "I know I'm guilty, and I didn't want to do it, but my father was sick at the time and needed money for treatment..."
Five thousand yuan was a lot of money back then. It was because of that five thousand yuan that her father was cured of his illness, but her life was never stable and she lived in regret forever.
Qin Qiushui had considered telling the An family the truth, but she was afraid of the consequences and the responsibility, so she hid away like a cowardly mouse.
Nineteen years later, Lu Xiu found her.
"Mr. Gu, that's the whole story." Lu Xiuwei sighed almost imperceptibly, feeling no sympathy for the woman in front of him. It was as absurd as a melodramatic soap opera, yet it had actually happened in real life.
TV dramas are fine; viewers might grumble a bit and then forget about it. But in reality, it truly caused immense and irreparable trauma to a family and the child who was switched at birth.
How painful and remorseful the An family would be if they knew that the child they had loved for so many years was not their biological child, and that their biological child had been suffering all these years.
The one who suffered the most was the child who was switched at Anjia.
Gu Fei remained silent. His already cold and serious face was now taut, his jawline tightened, and he clenched his fists. In his usually calm eyes, a torrent of anger surged and churned.
“Five thousand yuan…” His voice was icy cold, his chest heaving. He stared at the woman across from him, who was bowing her head and weeping. His eyes were filled with gloom. He said in a deep voice, “For five thousand yuan, you ruined that child, and even a family.”
Gu Fei was trying his best to control his emotions. He couldn't maintain his usual indifference and calmness when it came to things related to Lin Qingyan, especially since the An family was also involved.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..." Qin Qiushui cried excitedly, even kneeling in front of Gu Fei, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, it's all my fault. I've lived in guilt all these years, not a single day has been happy..."
The woman in front of him was crying her heart out, but Gu Fei remained unmoved. This kind of person did not deserve sympathy, much less forgiveness. She originally had the opportunity to redeem herself and could have told the An family the truth at any time, but she did not do so.
Self-blame and guilt are nothing but excuses for a selfish person to deceive themselves.
If you do something wrong, you have to accept the punishment.
"Don't do this, get up quickly." Lu Xiu helped Qin Qiushui up. Gu Fei didn't want to see her anymore, so he asked Lu Xiu to take her out. The office finally quieted down, but Gu Fei's mind was in turmoil.
After a while, Lu Xiu returned. "Mr. Gu, what are your plans for this matter?"
He had actually been following Lin Qingyan's news and knew that the child had participated in a talent show and was very popular with the audience. Most importantly, the mentor of that show was An Jing, and An's fake youngest son was also there. Moreover, the relationship between the biological son and the fake son was not good, and the fans of the two families were arguing fiercely.
If the truth is revealed, it will surely cause a great sensation.
In fact, Lu Xiu was even more curious about the relationship between Gu Fei and Lin Qingyan. He had known Gu Fei for quite some time, and this was the first time he had seen him go to such lengths for someone.
The murderous glare Gu Fei gave him after learning the truth was truly something I'd never seen before. Lu Xiu recalled it, and goosebumps rose on his arms.
Gu Fei composed himself, his eyes still brimming with anger, and said coldly, "You continue to keep an eye on Qin Qiushui, and... record a video of her, have her recount what happened back then."
"OK."
"Thank you, you can go ahead and get back to work."
"Okay, Mr. Gu, please feel free to contact me if you need anything."
After Lu Xiu left, Gu Fei sat in silence. He lowered his eyelashes and rubbed his aching temples. His jawline remained taut, as if a fire was burning inside him that he could not extinguish. His heart was also unable to calm down for a long time.
Gu Fei had once guessed that Lin Qingyan was adopted by the Lin family, but he never thought that he was maliciously switched at birth and was actually a child of the An family. No wonder Lin Qingyan's appearance was somewhat similar to that of the An family members.
Thinking of this, Gu Fei could not control his anger. His Yan Yan should have grown up happily and carefree, instead of suffering injustice and being forced to grow up in such a family.
He even wanted to tell everyone the truth immediately.
However, there must be evidence.
Master Gu was used to having absolute certainty before doing anything, ensuring that nothing would go wrong.
After calming down for a moment, Gu Fei took out his phone and dialed An Yu's number. An Yu was very surprised when she answered the phone, "My God, Mr. Gu actually called me on his own initiative?"
Gu Fei didn't waste any words with him. "Come out, I'll treat you to dinner."