Lin Qingyan's household registration was officially transferred to the An family, and his surname was changed back to An. From now on, he is the true youngest son of the An family, and An Nanyi has disappeared from the An family's household registration.
Lin Qingyan officially changed her name to An Qingyan.
Along with the name change, his Weibo account nickname was also changed from Lin Qingyan to An Qingyan. In less than ten minutes, the news became the top trending topic on Weibo.
[Holy crap, Lin Qingyan changed his surname! He really went back to the An family!]
【Aaaaaah!! My poor son's suffering is finally over! He's had such a hard time before. I hope he can be happy now that he's back in his real home!】
[I hope my future parents-in-law and brothers-in-law will treat my husband well. I wish you all a Happy New Year in advance!!]
[If the person upstairs had just eaten some peanuts, they wouldn't be this drunk. Because of what you said, Yan Yan held me and comforted me for half an hour. *blushing*]
[Annan Hahaha, I really want to laugh. He reaped what he sowed, he deserved it, he brought it on himself, he deserved it!!!]
Am I the only one who thinks the An family is too heartless? They raised him for nineteen years; even if there's no blood relation, they can't just abandon him like that, can they?
Wow, what a saintly person upstairs! Are you saving your head as an asset? If you love arguing so much, why don't you go play mahjong?
[Saying the An family is heartless is laughable. Can't they put themselves in your shoes? If your son was switched at birth, and your adopted son was an ungrateful wretch who constantly plotted against your own biological son, what would you do?] [Original URL]
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As it turns out, most netizens prefer Anjia.
Annanyi has almost disappeared from the public eye. In the previous episodes of Tomorrow's Star, his face was blurred out, and his Weibo account was also deleted.
Despite the heated discussions online, Anjia didn't pay much attention to it, and it didn't have much impact on them.
Today, the An family villa is even more lively than during the Chinese New Year, to celebrate Lin Qingyan's official return to the An family.
No, it should be An Qingyan now.
Originally, Mr. and Mrs. An planned to hold a grand banquet and invite relatives, friends, and business associates to attend.
An Jing also plans to invite friends from the industry. He has a wide network of connections, including well-known directors, screenwriters, and top-tier actors and actresses. He wants to introduce these people to his younger brother.
An Yu, the second young master, was in a bit of a predicament. All the rich kids he knew were useless good-for-nothings who only knew how to eat, drink, have fun, and chase girls. He could call in a whole convoy of cars to give An Qingyan face and make sure his brother was the coolest and most stylish guy on the street.
An Qingyan could only think: "..."
This is far too exaggerated; there's no need to make such a grand spectacle of it.
An's parents and elder brothers had no choice but to give up.
In the end, it was just a small family gathering. Song Shuman's parents and her brother and sister-in-law, who are An Qingyan's maternal grandparents and uncle and aunt, as well as her cousins, all lived overseas and had made a special trip back today.
An Lingkang is an only child with no siblings, and his parents passed away a few years ago.
Gu Fei dropped An Qingyan off at the An family home and then left. Although An's parents had invited him, he knew that this was an internal family gathering and he was mindful of the boundaries.
Becoming a member of Anjia... is a long and arduous journey.
An Qingyan was the protagonist of the gathering, and naturally became the focus of everyone's attention, especially his maternal grandparents who were meeting him for the first time, as well as his uncle's family.
The boy was naturally handsome and refined, making him a favorite among the elders. In addition, his well-behaved nature, both inside and out, naturally earned him everyone's favor.
"This child looks just like Schumann, they're practically identical." Grandma held her grandson's hand, her eyes already brimming with tears. She carefully examined An Qingyan's appearance, her eyes filled with affection.
“My dear, Grandma has heard about it all. You must have suffered a lot out there. It breaks my heart to see you like this. I can’t eat anything and I’m worried about you all the time. Now that I’ve finally seen you, it breaks my heart even more. You’re so thin.”
"It's okay, Grandma. I'm home now, aren't I? My parents and older brothers are all very kind to me. I'm very happy." The boy smiled gently as he wiped the tears from the old woman's face.
The old woman smiled through her tears and held An Qingyan's hand tightly, "Oh, my dear grandson."
Grandpa looked like a rather serious old man. Although he was over seventy, he was still very energetic. He rarely spoke, but his eyes were full of love when he looked at An Qingyan. His way of expressing his love was by feeding his little grandson.
He specially brought a lot of snacks that young people like to eat from abroad, thinking that the child was too thin and wanted him to eat more.
After all, it was the old man's kind gesture, so An Qingyan couldn't bear to refuse. She kept talking and coaxing her grandfather to be happy, her eyes crinkling with a sweet smile and her voice sweet as she said, "It's delicious, thank you, Grandpa."
"Eat as much as you like, there's plenty." A smile finally appeared on Grandpa's serious face.
"Dad, please don't let Yan Yan eat so many snacks. She still needs to eat dinner later."
This time, it was An Qingyan's uncle who spoke. He had a very kind face. Although he was middle-aged, he still maintained his handsomeness and charm. He must have been a very handsome man when he was young.
Grandpa didn't listen to him; "He eats whatever he wants."
It's said that people turn back into children when they get old, and my grandfather's tone was somewhat willful and rebellious.
An Yu came closer.
"Grandpa, you're so biased! Why don't you let me eat more? Aren't I your favorite grandson?" An Yu, this straight man, usually speaks in such a gay way, and he's not ashamed at all when he's being affectionate.
Grandpa was probably used to him doing this, and he didn't fall for it at all. He even raised his hand and tapped his forehead, scoffing, "I see your mouth never stops. Do I need to entertain you?"
An Ershao was probably there to make people laugh, and everyone couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand to wipe away non-existent tears from his face and cried out sadly, "I've fallen out of favor."
"I'm not trying to be mean, but you've never been favored, have you?" An Jing said sarcastically.
These words immediately drew a chorus of laughter, and An Qingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud, which immediately drew an angry complaint from An Yu, "Yan Yan, even you are laughing at your second brother!"
An Qingyan: "I didn't."
His second brother: "You do!"
An Qingyan: "Really not."
His second brother said, "Everyone, come and judge this!"
It was rare for everyone to cooperate with the naive An Yu, but they all said the same thing: "He didn't."
An Yu: "..."
I simply couldn't stay in this house any longer.
An Ershao looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle. He couldn't keep up the act for more than two minutes and started jumping around again. They still needed him to liven up the atmosphere; he was an indispensable part of the family.
Looking at the boy's undisguised happy smile, carefree and without a care in the world, he felt a pang of emotion. His precious little brother deserved to be pampered. He would never forget the poor little boy sitting on the street, homeless and helpless.
After the joke, the grandfather was the first to take out his bank card. He wanted to give the card to his grandson, but An Qingyan quickly refused and wouldn't accept it.
The old man immediately straightened his face and said in a way that left no room for refusal, "Yan Yan, this is your grandfather's pocket money for you, you have to keep it."
"Grandpa, really, you don't need to. You can keep it for yourself." An Qingyan was a little embarrassed and subconsciously looked in her parents' direction, casting a pleading look in her eyes.
Instead of trying to persuade his grandfather, Song Shuman was trying to persuade him. She said with a smile, "Yan Yan, just accept it. Your grandfather is not short of money. He will be happy if you accept it."
Since her mother had said so, and given the old woman's firm attitude, An Qingyan had no choice but to accept it, thinking that it was just pocket money and probably not much.
He didn't expect that the gift-giving was not over yet. After the grandfather gave his gift, it was the grandmother's turn. It was also a bank card, which was also pocket money for her grandson.
Since we accepted Grandpa's gifts, we naturally have to accept Grandma's gifts too, otherwise the old lady will be unhappy.
The uncle could no longer contain himself. He only had one sister, Song Shuman, whom he always doted on. He also genuinely liked this well-behaved little nephew.
“Yan Yan, since your grandparents give you pocket money, your uncle will give you something else.” He had prepared a gift before coming. As he spoke, he took out a property certificate from his bag. “Your uncle is giving you a small villa. The owner is in your name.”
He spoke casually, as if he were giving away a head of cabbage instead of a house.
An Qingyan: "..."
He was completely stunned, speechless for a moment. Just then, his uncle's son, his cousin, began to speak:
"Hmm... Now that you have a house, isn't a car still missing?" As he spoke, he took out a brand new car key, put it in his little cousin's palm, and said with a smile, "Your cousin is giving you a car as a small token of his appreciation. You have to accept it."
“You’ve got a car now, but you’re still missing a watch, right? Well, your cousin will give you one.” As she spoke, she placed the globally limited edition luxury brand watch on her little cousin’s wrist. “I have great taste; it really suits you.”
An Qingyan: "..."
Poverty truly limited his imagination.
He was flattered and nervously swallowed, then said weakly, "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but these gifts are really too precious, I can't accept them..."
"No, you have to accept it."
"Yan Yan, we'll be happy if you accept it."
"Yan Yan, please accept it."
"..." Forced by circumstances, An Qingyan could only accept these valuable gifts. He felt bad about it, but he was more happy than that because he received the gifts.
What truly made him happy was gaining this family affection.
He never dared to dream that such a day would come.
If this is a dream, he would rather never wake up.
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