Let's go back to late last night.
The night was soft and hazy, and the cool moonlight shone through the glass windows into the quiet ward. The room was dimly lit, with only an orange bedside lamp on.
Soft light spilled onto the hospital bed, making the boy's pale yet delicate face appear as if coated with a fine glaze.
His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment he opened his eyes, which were filled with confusion. He was lying on his side, and the first thing he saw was the man sitting on the edge of the bed.
Gu Fei sat beside her, watching over the person on the bed, so when Lin Qingyan opened her eyes, he immediately noticed, "Qingyan, how are you feeling?"
The man's voice was a little hoarse, tinged with nervousness. The dim light couldn't hide the fatigue on his face, nor the deep concern and heartache between his brows.
Lin Qingyan naturally didn't feel any pain, but he felt dizzy and uncomfortable, with an urge to vomit. His mind was foggy, and he finally remembered that he had accidentally fallen down the stairs.
Soon, he noticed that his head was wrapped in gauze and his arm was in a cast. He tried to get up in a daze and panic, but Gu Fei pressed down on his shoulder. "Don't move. You fell down the stairs and hurt your head and arm."
Then, he raised the hospital bed a little.
"How could you be so badly injured..." Lin Qingyan asked, only to find her voice was extremely dry, revealing a weak and panicked tone. "Brother Fei, what time is it now?"
"That evening," Gu Fei poured a glass of warm water and held it to the boy's lips, personally feeding him a few sips. He asked gently, "Are you hungry? Is anything bothering you? Does your head still hurt?"
Lin Qingyan, however, had no interest in these issues. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and panic. "Brother Fei, the performance is tomorrow. I can't stay here. I have to go back!"
He struggled to get out of bed.
Gu Fei quickly pressed him down, but fearing it would aggravate his injury, he simply pulled him into his arms and said those cruel words to Lin Qingyan: "Yan Yan, you can't participate in tomorrow's performance, your injury won't allow it."
"It's okay, I don't feel any pain at all, I really don't feel any pain..."
Gu Fei's eyes were a little red. He looked down at the person struggling anxiously in his arms and said cautiously, "Yan Yan, you broke your arm. The doctor said it will take at least two months to heal."
Therefore, not only will I be unable to participate in tomorrow's performance, but the subsequent recordings will also have to stop. In two months... this show will be over.
"Why..." Lin Qingyan gave up struggling and tightly hugged the man's waist with her uninjured left hand.
His eyes gradually reddened, becoming wet, and his choked voice revealed pessimism and despair, "Is there really no hope? Why did I have to get hurt at this time..."
He had worked so hard, practicing day and night, so eager to win first place, and was so close to that goal, but now all his efforts and expectations have vanished.
"Yan Yan, we'll have many more opportunities in the future." Gu Fei gently stroked the boy's slightly trembling back, wishing she could take his place and get hurt instead.
"It was Annan Yi. He had someone deliberately push you down the stairs."
Gu Fei said, "There's something I haven't had a chance to tell you yet. Actually... An Nanyi knew the truth a long time ago. He knew that you were the real youngest son of the An family."
Lin Qingyan's face immediately showed a look of astonishment, "How could this be... How could he do this?"
“I know your concerns. You’re afraid your biological parents will prefer An Nanyi to you, but do you really want to see someone like that continue to stay in the An family?”
The man gently wiped away the boy's tears with his fingertips, his deep gaze softened by the moonlight. "Some things can only be known by taking action. You can't solve problems by just thinking about them. I believe you understand that."
"Whatever the outcome, let's face it together, okay?"
Lin Qingyan remained silent for a moment, then finally hummed in agreement.
"No matter what the outcome, I still have you, right?"
“Yes,” Gu Fei said, “baby.”
——
The stage lights were dazzling, drawing everyone's attention.
"Because I don't want someone like you to take my parents and two brothers for granted anymore."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Lin Qingyan calmly and composedly spoke these words into the microphone in his hand. He stared at An Nanyi opposite him without changing his expression, his beautiful peach blossom eyes as cold as if they were immersed in snow water.
The others were not so calm and composed.
"What? What do you mean?"
"What do you mean Annan Yi is monopolizing my parents and brother? Holy crap, this is a lot of information?!"
"Holy crap, there's an unexpected bonus! Looks like coming here was the right decision!!"
...
The audience at the scene were like weasels in a melon patch, sensing that this was a huge bombshell and instantly went wild. Annan's fans were even more stunned, with a vague premonition that their idol was about to fall apart.
The most shocked were the other three members of the An family: An Lingkang, Song Shuman, and An Jing. For a moment, their minds were blank. "What... what's going on?"
Only Annan knew what was going on. His heart was churning with turmoil. His previous happiness and satisfaction vanished in an instant, replaced by panic.
When did Lin Qingyan find out the truth?!
Impossible! How could he know?
An Nan swallowed nervously, barely managing to maintain a calm facade, but her smile was stiff and unsightly. "Yan Yan, I don't understand what you're saying."
"It's recording time for the show now, can we talk about this privately?"
As he spoke, he walked towards Lin Qingyan, saying, "Let me push you back."
As An Nanyi reached out, Lu Yuqi pushed the wheelchair aside first, a cold smile playing on his lips. He clicked his tongue lightly, "What's there to be guilty about? It's only interesting when it's in front of all the audience."
Lin Qingyan said, "Annanyi, we will make our point clear in front of everyone today."
An Nanyi's hand froze in mid-air. He looked back at the audience behind him, including his parents, then at An Jing on the mentor's seat, and then gritted his teeth in resentment.
"Yan Yan, you're not here to cause trouble because you can't perform, are you?" An Nanyi raised her voice and shouted towards the staff, "Where are the staff? Hurry up and take them away! They're maliciously interfering with the recording!"
However, no one came up.
Not to mention the staff, even the director stood frozen in place, secretly glancing at the cold-faced man beside him before quickly looking away, nervously swallowing hard, and speaking into the walkie-talkie:
"I'll say it again, everyone...everyone stay out of this, stay at your posts and don't do anything rash." Just enjoy the show!
Damn it! The show's popularity is back!
"Mr. Gu, everything has been done as you instructed." The director said with a smile, his eyes almost narrowed into slits. In all his years in the industry, this was the first time he had encountered such a melodramatic plot while recording a program.
Gu Fei gave a curt "hmm," his gaze fixed on the stage.
Lin Qingyan clearly saw the growing panic on An Nanyi's face. He curled his lips and said to An Nanyi with a smile, "I have a recording here. Would you like to listen to it?"
Lin Qingyan's hand was not in a convenient position, so he handed the phone to Lu Yuqi behind him. Lu Yuqi took the phone, turned on the recording function, and held the microphone to the phone's speaker.
Through the microphone, the recording from the phone rang clearly in the huge studio, reaching everyone's ears, and everyone fell silent.
"I am Li Chuan. I deliberately bumped into Lin Qingyan, which caused him to fall down the stairs."
However, all of this was instigated by Annan. Annan asked me to find a way to cause an accident for Lin Qingyan before the Third Grand Audience, so that he would not be able to perform on stage..."
“My parents work for the An family, and An Nanyi is the heir of the An family, so I have no choice but to do as he says.”
The recording, less than a minute long, clearly explained Annan's actions, causing another uproar at the scene.
"My God, that really is Li Chuan's voice! I never imagined An Nanyi would be this kind of person!"
"This kind of person is really terrifying. Poor Lin Qingyan."
"I knew things weren't that simple. It really is An Nanyi. What right does he have to treat Yan Yan like that!"
"How could Nan Nan do such a thing? It's just a recording, what can it prove!"
...
"I didn't, I've never done such a thing!" An Nanyi's mind went blank as he looked at everyone's reactions. He stared at Lin Qingyan in front of him and said in a trembling voice:
"Why are you framing me? I never asked Li Chuan to do such a thing! Why are you all conspiring to frame me! I have no grudge against you, why would I do such a thing to you!"
Lu Yuqi scoffed, "Feeling guilty."
“Shouldn’t I be asking you, An Nanyi?” Lin Qingyan curled her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes. “I’ve always been curious why you have targeted and framed me time and time again when I have no grudge against you.”
"Now I know, it's because you're jealous of me. When we were in school, you were jealous that my grades were better than yours. Now that I'm participating in a talent show, you're still jealous of me. You're jealous that I'm prettier than you, that I sing and dance better than you, that I rank higher than you, and that I have more fans than you."
"What makes you even more jealous is my identity."
The scene was eerily quiet; some people even held their breath, afraid to even breathe loudly. Only the boy's clear, cool voice rang in everyone's ears:
“You’re jealous that I’m the real son of the An family, while you’re just an imposter. Your biological mother is a selfish human trafficker, and your biological father is a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble, and whore,” Lin Qingyan said. “Right, An Nanyi?”
"Oh, by the way, you should thank your biological mother. It was she who bribed a nurse at the hospital nineteen years ago to switch our identities, which is why you've been able to enjoy the carefree life of a rich young master all these years, isn't it?"
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