Chapter 184 Qi Yan is lucky to meet you
Gu Nan opened the door.
The soft light from inside the house poured into the dim corridor, illuminating the small area at the door.
Old Mrs. An had a look of nervousness and anticipation on her face, and when she saw the door open, her eyes lit up a little.
Before coming, she had found out the relationship between Gu Nan and Qi Yan. When she saw that it was Gu Nan who opened the door, she was not disappointed and quickly forced a smile.
It's just that she rarely smiles, so this hasty smile looks very stiff.
"Young lady, you must be Gu Nan, sorry to bother you so late. I am An Ruchu."
His attitude was good, but Gu Nan was not polite. "What's the matter?"
The old lady had a head full of white hair and a fairly tall figure, but she was not as tall as Gu Nan. When looking at her, one had to look up with a cautious expression, as if trying to please her.
"I received your email last night and spent the whole night checking to make sure it was true. I wanted to come see you earlier today, but something got delayed and it's been delayed until now. I'm sorry to bother you so late."
Gu Nan remained indifferent: "What delayed you?"
Perhaps because Gu Nan's expression was too cold, the old lady said a little embarrassedly: "It's our first meeting. I didn't know what you like, so I just bought some things."
Cui Shao stood behind the old lady with a wooden face, looking at Gu Nan with a dark gaze, and his depressed mood seemed to turn into substance.
If the old lady had not warned him not to make any noise in advance, he would have wanted to yell at Gu Nan: You heartless woman, you have no heart!
You have to know that she went to the hospital to submit samples for paternity testing, so he had to get involved.
He was full of resentment, but Gu Nan didn't even look at him, just glanced at his hand.
Both hands were full, and the fingertips were bruised purple.
The light at the door was not very good. Gu Nan roughly identified the common milk and fruits, bulging clothing bags, neat shoe bags, and a few gift boxes whose contents were unclear.
The things prepared were very down-to-earth, and the old lady spoke sincerely. Gu Nan's expression improved a little, "Are you here to take Qi Yan away this time?"
Mrs. An noticed that Gu Nan's expression was no longer so cold, and her stiff smile relaxed a little. "It would be best if Qi Yan was willing to go with us, but if he wants to adapt first, I respect his choice."
Gu Nan wanted to say something, but Old Madam An said, "Don't worry, little girl. I won't let Qi Yan return to the Cui family without knowing the reason. I will clear his name. He is the child of our Cui family."
Gu Nan raised an eyebrow, "Cui family?"
"Yes, the Cui family." The old lady said a little nervously: "If Qi Yan is willing, I hope to take him to live with me."
Everyone inside and outside the door knew the attitude of Cui Mingzhu and Pei Hong. Forcing Qi Yan to return to the Pei family and live with them, and to meet the thief who stole his life every day, would be endless torture.
They are all smart people, and everything is self-explanatory.
Gu Nan opened the door and said, "It's cold outside, please come in first."
Old Mrs. An knew that she had passed the first hurdle, so she felt relieved and hurriedly walked into the house.
There was a threshold at the door of the old house. Gu Nanxu helped her up and said, "Watch your step."
The old lady held Gu Nan's hand tightly and responded happily, "Hey."
Gu Nan took out two pairs of slippers that he had prepared in advance from the shoe cabinet and placed them at their feet.
This was originally prepared for Cui Mingzhu and his wife, but unexpectedly, the people who wore it in the end were a grandparent and grandchildren.
The old lady changed into her shoes and took a look at Qi Yan and Gu Nan's shoe sizes while putting her own shoes away.
This was exactly the same action she did before buying shoes for Qi Yan. Gu Nan glanced at it, turned away, and pretended not to see it.
She instructed Cui Shao to put the food on the dining table.
Cui Shao glared at her, then went to put his things away obediently.
"Is it okay to drink flower tea?" Gu Nan asked.
The old lady said: "No need to bother, a glass of water will do."
Gu Nan went into the kitchen to boil some water. He raised his chin and gestured to Qi Yan, who was sitting motionless with his helmet on. "Sit wherever you want, but don't disturb him. He's playing games."
The old lady nodded repeatedly, her eyes glued to Qi Yan as she kept looking at him.
The heating in the room was turned on very high. Qi Yan was only wearing a black turtleneck sweater. The sweater was a bit slim-fitting, so his thin figure was clearly visible, especially the protruding bones on his shoulders, which were extremely obvious.
His two hands were casually placed on his legs. The skin on the back of his hands was white, but his ten fingers were shiny and swollen. There were dark brown scars between several of his fingers. These were the traces of skin necrosis and sores that had not yet healed after repeated frostbite day after day.
His left foot was in a plaster cast, with thick socks covering the plaster, revealing a section of rubbed, gray plaster, making the whole foot look bloated and clumsy.
He sat on the carpet with his legs slightly bent, his back against the sofa, next to which a metal crutch was placed diagonally.
He was motionless, wearing a huge, round helmet, like a deformed statue.
The cold words on the document suddenly came alive, one by one rushing into Qi Yan's body, shaping it into a body full of pain and scars.
Qi Yan had never had a good day since he was a child. He was covered with wounds from head to toe, but Pei Xing took his place and experienced all the happiness that should have belonged to him.
Old Mrs. An was angry and distressed, her eyes slightly red.
She raised her head, trying to hold back her tears, and then suddenly discovered that the ceiling of the house was broken, probably because of a water leak. A piece of the wall had fallen off, and there were circles of dirty marks all around.
It's a small house with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The ceilings are very low. Tall people will hit their heads if they jump a little. It's short, cramped and extremely depressing.
There was no river view or garden outside the window, only a dilapidated building very close by, with gray-black dilapidated walls, small windows, and a narrow balcony. It was even more stuffy than the old house she had lived in decades ago.
This is not a house at all, it's clearly a cement box that never sees the light of day.
What's even more ridiculous is that if Gu Nan hadn't taken him in, Qi Yan wouldn't even have a place to stay.
The more Mrs. An thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more distressed she felt, and her hands were shaking.
Gu Nan came out with some water and saw the old lady's red eyes. He said softly, "Sit down."
Cui Shao helped the old lady sit down.
Gu Nan said: "If you have any questions, you can ask me. If you have any ideas, please tell me in advance. Let me be frank. Even if you are an old man, you have to get past me first if you want to bully Qi Yan."
The old lady couldn't help but burst into tears when she heard this, and choked up and said, "My dear girl, it is Qi Yan's blessing to meet you."
"This child has suffered so much over the years, all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how much more suffering he would have endured..."
She burst into tears and raised her trembling hands to wipe away her tears. Her snow-white hair hung down from her forehead, making her old face look even more decadent and old. Her intermittent crying had a sense of sadness unique to the elderly.
"Thanks to you..."
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