Chapter 191 If You Really Have the Guts to Go Back
Yang Hong raised his hand and poked Pei Xing's shoulder humiliatingly, causing Pei Xing to step back repeatedly.
"If you really have the guts to go back to where you came from, I'll even look up to you."
"Qi Yan pretends to be noble, but he's a real young master. You're clearly a fake, but you act even more cheap than the ones sold in the slums. I've played you through your pretentious tactics."
Pei Xing had never been humiliated like this before. Not only did they belittle his background, but they also slandered his personality.
Pei Xing suddenly became angry and pushed Yang Hong hard.
Yang Hong is not someone to be trifled with. He used to be wary of Pei Xing's backers, but now he is just a useless guy, so there is no point in putting up with him.
Yang Hong pushed harder than Pei Xing.
Pei Xing's small body couldn't bear it, so he took several steps back and finally missed a step and fell down the stairs.
I twisted my foot, bumped my hand, and scratched my face. I looked extremely miserable.
He lay on the cold floor, unable to bear the grief and anger, and finally burst into tears.
"Coward."
Yang Hong was cold.
I didn't even bother to look at him and just walked past him.
"Yang Hong, I misjudged you!" Pei Xing shouted unwillingly.
Yang Hong didn't look back and sneered, "Coward."
Although he couldn't stand Qi Yan's sudden success, Qi Yan was much tougher than him.
The students who had just finished the exam all cast gossipy glances at him, some expressing curiosity, some sighing, and some gloating.
"Pei Xing used to be so arrogant. He was surrounded by a bunch of rich kids, and he was so glorious. But now... Tsk."
"How dare he still stay in the Pei family? Doesn't he feel ashamed at all?"
"His parents are truly heartless. If Qi Yan hadn't been so lucky, he would have died long ago. But why didn't they come to see Pei Xing?"
"Pei Xing didn't go back to see them, didn't he? He couldn't bear to give up his status as a young master. His whole family has no conscience."
Pei Xing listened to the harsh comments, feeling ashamed and angry, tears streaming down his face.
Tears streamed down my bruised cheeks, stinging me.
It was as if his heart was scarred by sharp words and pickled in salt water, causing him excruciating pain.
*
The old lady had already made an appointment with a doctor for Qi Yan.
From now on, the private doctor in the private hospital will be fully responsible for Qi Yan's health monitoring and regular physical examinations.
The private doctor's diagnosis was similar to that of the last doctor, but fortunately the recovery was good. He replaced Qi Yan's plaster with a new one and told him to come back for a follow-up check-up in half a month.
After sitting down at the agreed restaurant, Mrs. An said to Qi Yan, "I've already told everyone not to take on the cooperation with the Yang family. When you have time, you can read the financial news to understand the situation, or I can have my agent talk to you in person."
Qi Yan nodded, "Okay."
This is also one of his conditions, that anyone who bullies him must be punished one by one.
He made no secret of his vindictiveness, and Mrs. An promised to help him to the best of her ability, as long as it did not violate the law.
So far, the old man is very satisfied with what he has done.
"Do you want to publish comics?" Mrs. An said again.
Qi Yan: "It was rejected."
Mrs. An: "There should be quite a few publishing houses that want to cooperate with you."
She read Qi Yan's manuscript and found that his painting style was very unique and had a strong personal touch. He used many distorted and absurd images and symbolic techniques, which had profound meaning.
It can be considered a work of art because it sees the big picture from the small details, but it is not suitable for publication in the form of a comic, so the editorial department hesitated and decided to reject the manuscript.
But things are different now. Qi Yan is now full of buffs and gimmicks. Anyone with a little business sense will rush to sign a contract with him.
Qi Yan lowered his eyes, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Mrs. An knew what he was thinking and smiled, "Don't worry, I didn't interfere. Your painting can shine without me."
Qi Yan's talent for painting is even better than Cui Mingzhu's back then. If he could have received good training, he would have held exhibitions everywhere by now. What a pity.
Gu Nan quietly rubbed his legs under the table and said proudly, "I told you long ago that you would be able to publish a comic that would be popular all over the country."
Qi Yan raised his eyes and looked at Gu Nan opposite him, his brows relaxed and he smiled gently.
Relieved, "I'll think about it."
The old lady nodded with a smile.
Gu Nan raised his eyebrows as if to seek credit.
The smile in Qi Yan's eyes deepened, and he pushed the plate of preserved fruits in front of her.
Gu Nan likes sweet food, and he saw her eating several pieces.
Mrs. An took in the whole scene and said with a smile, "If you like it, take some home to eat."
Gu Nan nodded, of course. "Okay, thanks to you, I'm in for a treat."
The old lady took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and said, "I plan to hold a banquet to formally welcome you home after you finish your exams. Qi Yan, do you want to change your name?"
Qi Yan's smile faltered, "I need to think about it."
The old lady told him everything that night. Pei Hong and Cui Mingzhu were unwilling to give up Pei Xing. He could either go to the Pei family and torture each other with the four of them, or go to the old lady and be taught by her personally.
He chose the latter, but deep down in his heart he still had a natural desire and admiration for them. It was just that they hadn't come to see him in these days, and that little bit of pitiful emotion had long been exhausted.
Qi Yan's breathing was slightly choked.
Being hated repeatedly is probably a nightmare that he will never be able to escape from in his lifetime.
"I don't want the last name Pei." He whispered.
He didn't like his biological father's surname Pei, nor did he like his biological mother's surname Cui, and he hated Qi Feng's surname even more.
The old lady was silent, waiting patiently for his answer.
Gu Nan was a little dazed.
Why do both male protagonists have to face the trouble of changing their names?
The amazing thing is that they were all proposed by the Cui family.
"I want to have the same surname as my sister, Gu." Qi Yan said.
Huh?
Gu Nan's face was shocked.
The old lady hadn't expected Qi Yan to choose Gu over Cui. After a moment's reaction, she asked, "Are you sure?"
Qi Yan looked at Gu Nan expectantly, his eyes sparkling.
Gu Nan shook his head repeatedly, "Not sure, not sure, let's take a long-term view, let's take a long-term view."
Qi Yan was not disappointed, and the light in his eyes remained.
Mrs. An looked at Gu Nan deeply and said, "I mentioned it a little suddenly. Don't worry, you can think about it slowly."
Gu Nan wiped his sweat.
It's a bit bald indeed.
What's the point of Qi Yan having her surname? He is not really her brother.
The old lady said: "Gu Nan, I remember you are two months younger than Qi Yan, why do you keep calling me sister?"
Gu Nan: “…Ah?”
Qi Yan: "Ah? I thought my sister was older than me."
When they met for the first time, Gu Nan called him a kid and dressed very maturely. He naturally thought that she was older than him, but it turned out that she was younger than him?
Gu Nan: “…”
The date on the original owner's ID card was younger than Qi Yan's, but she herself was mentally older, so she responded to "sister" without feeling guilty.
But when the old lady brought it up, it was as if she was deliberately bullying Qi Yan's innocence.
She wanted to explain, but Qi Yan didn't care about the twists and turns at all. She said excitedly, "Then I won't call you sister anymore. Call me Anan instead. Okay?"
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