When Qi Canglan returned home, he found that the nobleman from the county government was sitting in the living room of his house.
"Oh, it's Canglan who's back. Come here quickly. This is Young Master Jiang from the capital." The old lady who used to look down on him the most actually came over with a smile on her face.
Qi Canglan sneered in his heart, is this hope again?
"Hello, Young Master Jiang." Qi Canglan and Jiang Yan did not know each other. After Qi Canglan greeted them, he stood aside. Neither of them had any intention of continuing the conversation.
Old Madam Qi's face darkened. She exchanged a glance with her husband, Old Master Qi, and her warm tone quickly turned cold. "Canglan, haven't you met Young Master Jiang?"
Qi Canglan met the old lady's slightly cold eyes, and his inner tone became sarcastic, "Replying to the old lady, Young Master Jiang is a child of destiny, how could he have met someone like me?"
"Okay, go down." In order not to offend the noble, the old lady's face was surprisingly ugly, but when she turned to Jiang Yan, her face was kind again.
"Young Master Jiang, all the young masters of the Qi family are here. Is your benefactor here?" Old Master Qi had a hint of expectation in his eyes, but he saw Jiang Yan gently shaking his head.
Old Master Qi and Old Madam Qi's hearts sank to the bottom of the lake. Jiang Yan neither found the person nor left a gift and left with his people.
As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the Qi family hall immediately became very low. Qi Canglan was used to this kind of oppression and it was nothing to him. However, his brothers' faces were extremely bitter, uglier than when their parents had died.
Qi Canglan found it amusing. To these people, Jiang Yan was like their adopted parents. He was the "biological parent" who could bring the Qi family back to the capital and restore them to their former glory.
However, hope is right before their eyes, but they cannot grasp it.
This causes them more pain than having no hope.
"Qi Canglan, where have you been again? You've left grandparents and the nobles waiting for you all alone!"
"That's right, you actually called grandma "old lady" in front of the nobles. Don't you consider grandma a family member?"
"Qi Canglan, what's that look in your eyes? Why are we scholars not worthy of being your brothers as a businessman?"
"Qi Canglan, you are a devil!" Qi Canglan sneered. Is this his fault again?
Looking at his biological father who called him a scoundrel, and his brother who should have been his closest friend, his eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth. "Isn't I a scoundrel? Father, since you didn't acknowledge me as your son, how can I be worthy of being a member of the Qi family?"
Qi Canglan doesn't like studying, he loves doing business. He has been accustomed to being scolded and slandered since he was a child.
Moreover, no matter how he defended himself, no one would believe him except his dead aunt, and even his own brothers would step on him.
They even felt that if they didn't step hard or fast enough, it would not highlight their status, their status as children of aristocratic families, as if it was him who caused the Qi family to be expelled from the capital and the Qi family not producing a single juren in fifty years.
These are his family, blood relatives who are more like enemies than enemies themselves.
"Qi Canglan!" The middle-aged man who looked three points similar to Qi Canglan slapped Qi Canglan in the face. Qi Canglan did not dodge and took it.
Qi Canglan nudged his cheek with his tongue, his gums bleeding and his mouth full of the taste of rust. Qi Canglan spat out a mouthful of blood without hesitation, "Father, do you want to beat me to death and send me to see my mother?"
"You! You evil creature! I should have strangled you to death when you were born!"
"It's not too late now. I just wasted a few taels of your silver, oh, maybe a few hundred coins. After all, steamed buns are not expensive. Father, why don't you calculate how much money I have spent on you in the past fifteen years and I will pay you back. This way, you won't be at a loss." Qi Canglan grinned, his gums covered in blood, which showed how hard the slap was.
"Second brother, kick him out. The Qi family doesn't need such unfilial descendants!"
"Grandfather, Seventh Brother didn't mean it. Seventh Brother, kneel down and beg Grandfather. Grandfather will forgive you!" The eldest son of the Qi family, who was standing in the front, immediately pleaded for Qi Canglan. Qi Canglan's eyes were filled with sarcasm, "Alright, stop pretending. It's disgusting."
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