Chapter 238 She is already dead, let her go

Gu Nan's body could not be kept for long. On the third day, the old lady forcefully ordered someone to transport the body to the funeral home.

When the staff came to pick up the body, Qi Yan still didn't let anyone get close. He scratched and fought with them once they got close. A staff member was bitten by him when he wasn't paying attention.

The old lady scratched his chin to make him let go, feeling distressed and angry. "Gu Nan was so good to you, are you willing to let her rot in bed? Qi Yan, she's already dead, let her go."

Qi Yan didn't say anything, but tears flowed from his dry and red eyes. The turbid tears ran across the corners of his eyes, leaving a clear tear mark.

He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for two days and was almost unable to cry.

He looked at the old lady with pleading eyes, and a whimpering sound came from his throat, vague and incoherent, like a mute who could not speak.

The old lady was heartbroken, "Qi Yan, listen to grandma and stop torturing yourself."

Cui Yue came forward and skillfully pinched Qi Yan's jaw to force him to let go.

The staff immediately carried the body out of the room.

Qi Yan wanted to chase after him, but his legs were already stiff and numb, and he couldn't even crawl. He could only drag himself along the ground by grabbing the carpet with his hands.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand, but there was no trace of blood. His bloodshot eyes held only a sick madness.

He doesn't look like a human at all.

The old lady was in tears and pounded her chest to calm herself down.

The child had suffered so much and finally managed to get through it, thinking that things would get better in the future. However, he didn't expect Gu Nan to suddenly die in front of him. He was tortured to the point that he looked neither human nor ghost.

He had never done anything against the law, so why did God treat him like this? It was as if all the sufferings of the Cui family fell on him alone.

Cui Yue brought Qi Yan back to his room and worked with several medical staff to tie him to the bed.

Qi Yan kept struggling, and Cui Yue could only hold his hand and let the doctor give him glucose and sedatives.

He was so tired. He had been relying on a highly tense mind to keep going for the past two days. But after just over ten minutes, he fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the drug.

A pale face was sunken in the equally snow-white pillow, and for a moment it was hard to tell which white was more lifeless.

The old lady stood by the bed, wiping her eyes and asked Cui Yue: "Has your aunt come back yet?"

Cui Yue: “No.”

Perhaps because they were resentful of Gu Nan's cutting off of their financial support, and because Pei Xing and the company were in trouble, the couple never came back.

The old lady cried again, pinching her palms and saying "misfortune for the family" several times. She seldom cried, but she shed more tears recently than in the past ten years.

Cui Mingzhu has been spoiled and can't figure things out. Pei Hong has dirty thoughts and no conscience, so she doesn't dare let him get involved with the Cui family anymore.

She said to Cui Yue, "Tell her to come back and tell her I have something to say to her."

Cui Mingzhu came very quickly. The old lady did not go to the study, but met her in Qi Yan's room.

Cui Mingzhu has been having a hard time recently. Her drug abuse has made her nervous and she has no interest in painting. The company is getting worse and worse. Pei Hong has taken his anger out on her several times. Pei Xing also cries every day about how life in the Qi family is unbearable and asks her when she will return to the Pei family. She is so worried that she has become much more haggard in just half a month.

She was suddenly called back by the old lady. She was very nervous. It was the first time in her life that she felt so reserved at home. "Mom, what do you want to talk to me about?"

When the old lady saw that she didn't even look at the bed, her last bit of hope for her disappeared, and her usually straight back bent slightly, as if something was suddenly broken.

"Divorce Pei Hong. This is your last chance to return to the Cui family."

Cui Mingzhu was stunned and asked in disbelief: "What do you mean? If I don't divorce Pei Hong, I can't even go back to my own home? Mom, why?!"

The old lady looked at her deeply, as if she was recognizing her daughter for the first time.

If Cui Mingzhu was not her biological daughter, she would have reported the evidence to the police the day she learned that Cui Mingzhu was taking drugs.

As a parent, her selfish desire made her choose to keep it a secret for the time being so that everyone could have a peaceful new year, but her selfish desire was limited. She never intended to really hide this matter. Cui Mingzhu's choice today had only two results.

1. Divorce Pei Hong and return to Cui's family. Even if her reputation is ruined, she can still be a great painter if she behaves herself in the future.

Second, if she doesn't divorce, she won't be able to rely on the Cui family after Pei's bankruptcy, and her future life will depend entirely on herself.

"I'll give you three days. If you don't get a divorce, don't come back forever." The old lady was exhausted both physically and mentally. After saying this, she asked the security guard to take the person away.

After coming all the way here, she was sent away after just a few words. Cui Mingzhu was so angry that the whole villa was filled with her frantic questioning.

Qi Yan was awakened for a moment by her voice, but as the flow of the potion increased, he soon fell asleep again.

He seemed to have a dream in which he was sitting in a cafe.

There was a cup of fragrant, hot coffee on the table in front of him, and the curls of steam rising from it captivated his eyes.

He raised his eyes and saw the two people sitting opposite him through the hot smoke.

The radiant Cui Mingzhu and Pei Hong in a suit and tie looked so sophisticated and elegant as if they were going to shoot a magazine, instead of sitting in a street cafe drinking coffee with a ragged and disheveled boy.

Pei Hong spoke in a mature and magnetic voice, with a slow and leisurely tone, and with the condescending composure of the upper class, "Qi Yan, I hope you will carefully consider our request."

Qi Yan lowered his head and picked at the cracked chilblains on his hands.

As soon as winter comes, his hands and feet will get frostbite. This has been going on for more than ten years, and it won't heal until it breaks out twice a year.

Just today, Pei Hong and Cui Mingzhu suddenly found him and told him that he was their son and hoped he could go home with them.

The Pei family is a wealthy family, and Cui Mingzhu is a world-famous painter. Being adopted as their son should be a great thing that falls from the sky. It means that from now on, you will have a lot of food and drink, and you can buy luxury cars and famous watches. Anyone who is not a fool will agree immediately.

However, they had a small request. In order to take care of the reputation and feelings of their non-biological son Pei Xing, they hoped that their biological son could go back as Pei Hong's illegitimate son.

"What if I don't agree?" Qi Yan spoke, his voice hoarse and rough, with the clumsiness of not speaking for a long time.

It might be better if he could drink some coffee to clear his throat, and the coffee in front of him smelled delicious, he had never drunk it before.

But he just swallowed and didn't move it. The wound at the corner of his mouth was pulled because of this action, and the tearing pain made him subconsciously frown and purse his lips.

But it was this action that made him look extremely dissatisfied and cruel.

The couple looked at each other and saw disappointment in each other's eyes.

However, Cui Mingzhu still smiled gracefully and gently, "Why? Xiaoyan, believe in your mother. You and Pei Xing will become good friends, and we will be a very happy family."

Qi Yan raised his eyes and looked at her directly with his black and white eyes, "Are you here to insult me?"