Chapter 239 How shameless! Why do you come back to this shabby place?

Cui Mingzhu seemed surprised. "Why do you think so? We really want to take you home."

Then why let him go back as an illegitimate child? Pei Xing's reputation needs to be taken care of, but his reputation can be trampled on at will?

Pei Hong frowned, "You don't want to agree? Then I'm sorry, we may need to discuss what reason to take you home."

Qi Yan had seen the fickleness of the world and was not so stupid as to not understand this.

This isn't a request, it's a demand, maybe even a threat.

Pei Hong was certain that he would agree, so he unscrupulously tested his bottom line and made him surrender.

This is not a recognition of family, but a negotiation.

Qi Yan almost blurted out: "Why do you have to make up so many hypocritical reasons to take me back? Isn't the real reason that Qi Feng and his wife maliciously exchanged the child and almost killed me? Am I so shameful?"

But he held back.

Qi Yan knew what he looked like now. He had just finished picking up bottles from the streets. He was sloppy and dirty, covered in dirt and had no time to wash. It was really shameful. Asking this question would only bring shame to himself.

He fell silent.

Pei Hong and Cui Mingzhu also kept their composure. They picked up the coffee in front of them, took a sip, and quickly put it back in their place with disgust.

Cui Mingzhu glanced at the silent Qi Yan, feeling a little impatient. She hated people who were as tight-lipped as clams and couldn't get anything out of them even with three sticks. "Xiao Yan..."

"How are you going to deal with Qi Feng and Xu Yuelian?" Qi Yan said.

Cui Mingzhu said slowly: "After all, they are Pei Xing's biological parents. A light punishment and a heavy warning will be enough."

Qi Yan asked, "How to punish, how to stop?"

He looked up at her again, his clear eyes brimming with anger. "Do you know what kind of life I've been living for the past 19 years?"

Cui Mingzhu was momentarily stunned by such an aggressive tone.

Pei Hong scolded, "Qi Yan, is this how you talk to Mom?"

Cui Mingzhu felt aggrieved. "I know you've been through a lot these past few years, but you can't live in the past forever. Besides, we're here to pick you up. We'll make it up to you in the future."

Qi Yan's face turned pale in an instant.

She ignored the pain he had suffered over the past 19 years and simply told him to let it go.

The so-called compensation is to let him go back as an illegitimate child, to be condemned and cursed by thousands of people.

His nose felt a little itchy, so he raised his hand to wipe it, and his hands were immediately covered in blood. It turned out that he was bleeding from the nose.

When he lowered his head, blood from his nose immediately dripped onto his blue and white school uniform. He caught it with his hand, but the blood on his fingertips almost splashed onto Pei Hong opposite him.

Pei Hong stepped back in shock, his handsome face twisted for a moment, and the legs of the stool made a sharp screeching sound as they scraped against the floor.

Qi Yan suddenly felt unprecedented embarrassment, and his face turned red. Pei Hong's reaction was like a slap in the face, painful and stinging.

He rushed to the bathroom.

My chest felt like it was blocked by a large ball of cotton, and the cotton was on fire. It was so stuffy and hot that it choked my tears.

He lay down beside the sink, and his tears and nosebleed were washed into the sewer by the tap water.

He couldn't help but let out a short sob, but he gritted his teeth and held it back the next second.

The humiliation and disgust from his biological parents seemed to hurt Qi Feng's heart more than the beatings he had suffered every day for more than ten years.

People walking by, and everyone who came to wash their hands at the sink would look at him twice, looking at his loose and pilling sweater, his thin school uniform, and his cracked hands covered with frostbite. Then they would look at him with a little useless pity and then leave as if nothing had happened.

Some people would turn back to look at him every time they walked a few steps, but every glance back made him feel uneasy and deeply ashamed.

He always pretended that he didn't care, always deceived himself that he could endure the cold, but he was not blind or deaf, so how could he not care? Every bit of poverty and cold would be revealed on his clothes and body, making it difficult for him to endure.

He looked at the blood from his nose that was constantly being washed away, and even thought about just letting the blood drain away. It was really boring to live in such despair.

The nosebleed finally stopped. He turned off the faucet and wanted to get a piece of paper to wipe the water off his face, but he couldn't find any after searching the entire toilet.

He stood blankly in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror with a bruised face and droopy brows.

Very much like a clown.

He tried to smile, but couldn't.

Finally, he turned on the faucet again and scooped up a handful of water and brought it to his mouth.

He was very thirsty and would rather drink the raw water in the bathroom than the cup of coffee.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the raw water in the public toilets in Lifang District was sweeter and more delicious than the boiled water in the slums.

He drank a few more sips to fill his hungry stomach before limping away.

From a distance, he saw a person sitting in his seat. The person was wearing a light green cashmere sweater with a round collar that revealed a piece of snow-white neck. Without looking back, he could tell that the person's skin must be fair and delicate, and he had never been exposed to the scorching sun.

He picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, then stuck out his tongue like a puppy. "Ugh, it doesn't taste good."

Cui Mingzhu said with a smile: "What good food can there be here? Go home and your mother will cook it for you."

"Mom, isn't this a bad idea for us? Will Qi Yan agree?"

"Don't worry, baby, we will take care of it." Cui Mingzhu's voice was extremely doting, completely different from the hypocritical arrogance she showed when facing him.

Baby.

Qi Feng only called him an ungrateful person and a bastard, Xu Yuelian only called him a waste and a debt collector, Qi Jiang never called him brother, and could take whatever he wanted from him with just a contemptuous "Hey".

"He will agree." Pei Hong said confidently.

Qi Yan's life was not going well, and everyone could see it. If he wasn't stupid, he would definitely agree. It was difficult for the poor not to be poor in spirit, and there were many spineless people in the slums.

Pei Xing tilted his head and smiled dependently. Qi Yan could just see a small dimple forming on the corner of his mouth. "I believe in Dad."

Qi Yan stood where he was, unable to move any closer.

They were a happy and harmonious family, and he was just an unnecessary, illegitimate child who was burdened with a stigma.

He clearly heard the sound of his heart breaking into pieces and saw the humiliating finger poking his nose.

Pei Hong was disappointed. He was a stupid man who would rather maintain his fragile dignity and stay up all night picking up trash than kneel down and beg for mercy and be looked down upon.

He turned and left the cafe, trembling as he walked into the overwhelming snowstorm.

It took him three hours to walk back to the slums from Lifang District. He was so cold that he could hardly feel the cold outside. He just walked forward numbly, occasionally stopping to pick up a few bottles.

Back at the Qi family's house, Qi Feng didn't play cards today, which was a rare occurrence. He just smoked heavily, leaving a pile of cigarette butts on the floor and the room filled with bluish-white smoke, but it was surprisingly not pungent.

Xu Yuelian was trying on her new clothes in the smoke, posing coquettishly. "As expected of the heir of the Pei family, look at my son. The clothes he gave me are so beautiful."

Qi Jiang couldn't put down the latest game console, "Of course, my brother has good taste."

He suddenly saw Qi Yan standing at the door and laughed, "Hey, how shameless! You're back in this shabby place?"