Chapter 88: You Must Cut Ties with An Nanyi
Gu Fei had reasons for preventing them from immediately seeing Lin Qingyan.
Facing An Jing, An’s father and mother’s puzzled expressions, he calmly opened his phone and handed it over. “This is Lin Qingyan and An Yu’s DNA test report.”
An Lingkang took the phone. The screen displayed a picture, the DNA test report Gu Fei had mentioned. Although unsurprising, seeing the results still stirred their hearts.
Gu Fei said, “If you don’t believe it, you can have your own test done.”
“We believe it, of course!” Just looking at the child’s face, that innate feeling of familiarity, An Lingkang and Song Shuman could confirm that he was their son.
Tears welled up in Song Shuman’s eyes. She asked anxiously, “Can we go see Yan Yan now?”
“I need you to agree to one condition.” Under the dim night, the man’s eyes were indifferent and distant, his low voice carrying an unquestionable tone:
“If you want to recognize Lin Qingyan, you must completely remove An Nanyi from the An family, cut ties with him, and have no further contact. This is a prerequisite.”
“Uncle and Aunt, and An Jing, An Yu, and everyone in the An family, you must cut ties with An Nanyi.”
Each word was calm and firm, leaving no room for negotiation. Though a younger generation, Gu Fei’s presence was stronger than An Lingkang and Song Shuman’s.
“This…”
They hadn’t expected Gu Fei to make such a request, it caught them completely off guard, and they hesitated. Before this, they had never considered this issue.
After all, it was their son whom they had raised for nineteen years. There may be no blood relation, but the feelings are real.
Their hesitation was evident, but Gu Fei’s face darkened, a nameless fire burning within him. He was always calm and composed, no matter what happened, but when it came to Lin Qingyan, he couldn’t be. He didn’t care about the depth of feeling between the An family and An Nanyi.
“If you can’t even do this,” he said, his voice hardening, “then I’m sorry, I won’t let you see him.”
Before the others could speak, he continued:
“For nineteen years, you lived happily with that fake son. What a wonderful family, happy and fulfilling.” Gu Fei’s lips curled into a slightly sarcastic sneer.
“At the same time, your real son lived with those so-called foster parents, unloved and neglected, never enjoying a single day of family affection. Family love was a luxury for him.”
“Lin Qingyan lived in that poor, dirty, and messy home. He never had a good day growing up. His gambler of a foster father beat and scolded him, while his selfish foster mother ignored him with cold indifference…”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Song Shuman couldn’t help but cry, her heart aching. He was the child she had carried for ten months, and no mother doesn’t love her own flesh and blood…
An Lingkang and An Jing also choked back sobs, unable to speak.
But Gu Fei didn’t care about their feelings. His jawline tightened, and he gritted his teeth, his low voice cold as if immersed in icy water:
“He finally grew up, studying hard to get into a good university, and finding a good job after graduation so he wouldn’t have to live in poverty anymore.”
“Even though he was constantly mocked and bullied by his classmates, he didn’t dare to fight back. All he could do was study hard. He was finally about to take the college entrance exam—only a few months away.”
“But at that time, the obedient son you cherished and spoiled learned about his true parentage and secretly made things difficult for him, causing his foster father to ruin his chances of taking the college entrance exam.”
“After dropping out of school, he worked odd jobs, doing all sorts of dirty and tiring work, earning only a few thousand yuan a month. He couldn’t bear to spend it on himself and gave all his earnings to those parasitic foster parents.”
“He lived like that for two years until he had the opportunity to participate in a talent show. He practiced day and night, and finally, through his own hard work, gained the affection of many people. He was first place, and his future as a member of a debuted group was boundless.”
“But at that moment, your good son, out of jealousy, deliberately hired someone to push him down the stairs to prevent him from performing, causing him to suffer a head injury and a broken arm.”
“He was lucky to be alive, but because of his injuries, he couldn’t continue competing, rendering all his hard work useless…”
“All of this is because of An Nanyi and his selfish parents!”
Gu Fei said all this in one breath, his own eyes slightly red. Pausing, he added, his icy tone softening:
“Lin Qingyan, with his personality, wouldn’t tell anyone even if he suffered grievances, so I’m saying it for him, I hope you can understand.”
Gu Fei was certain; he wouldn’t allow anyone to cause Lin Qingyan any more suffering, not even his own parents.
After speaking, the anger in his heart gradually subsided, while Song Shuman across from him was already sobbing uncontrollably. An Lingkang and An Jing weren’t faring much better.
In those nineteen years they didn’t know about, their child had suffered so much.
Now that he had finally found his family, he watched as someone else took his place, and his own parents and brother showered someone else with affection.
How sad, disappointed, and wronged he must have been.
Tears welled up in An Jing’s eyes. His throat felt choked, and he spoke with difficulty: “Yan Yan… when did he find out about his true parentage?”
Gu Fei: “Half a month ago.”
“Half a month ago…” Song Shuman felt even more self-reproach and sadness. That meant Yan Yan had already known the truth before the red-carpet event.
That day’s memory was very vivid for Song Shuman. Many contestants’ parents had come, but Yan Yan was alone. He saw his mother being kind to someone else.
And the son she had loved for nineteen years was secretly bullying her biological son. Yan Yan was the one wronged, but he still said with red eyes, head bowed: “Auntie, I’m sorry.”
At this moment, Song Shuman was utterly disappointed in An Nanyi. She had never imagined that the son she had loved for nineteen years was such a selfish and despicable person.
An Jing’s self-reproach was no less than his mother’s. He suddenly grabbed Gu Fei’s collar, gritting his teeth: “Gu Fei, since you knew the truth, why didn’t you tell us!”
Gu Fei lowered his gaze, not resisting as he was grabbed. His dark eyes seemed even deeper in the night, his voice low and heavy: “Do you think I didn’t want to?”
“Lin Qingyan didn’t dare to see you. He was afraid.” Gu Fei said, “He was afraid that you wouldn’t like him, afraid that he wouldn’t be as important to you as An Nanyi.”
Gu Fei would never forget that night when he drove Lin Qingyan to meet his parents. Halfway there, the child cried, begging him not to go, to turn back.
“He was afraid of gaining, and then losing again.”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent. An Jing was stunned for a moment, then released his grip, his hands hanging limply at his sides before clenching tightly again.
“From now on, my brothers are only An Yu and Yan Yan. As for An Nanyi… I will no longer acknowledge him.” Having said this, he looked at his parents.
At this point, if they allowed An Nanyi to remain in the An family, they truly wouldn’t deserve to be Lin Qingyan’s parents. The child had already suffered so much…
An’s father and mother exchanged a look and, without hesitation, said solemnly and earnestly: “Gu Fei, we can do what you asked. We… must do it. Thank you, thank you for telling us this!”
Song Shuman cautiously opened the ward door. Inside, it was quiet. The young man was curled up slightly on the bed, not asleep but staring blankly ahead, his eyes red-rimmed.
Upon seeing them at the doorway, he sat up, looking at them with a bewildered expression. He opened his mouth to speak, but didn’t know what to say.
Song Shuman couldn’t hold back any longer. She rushed forward, hugging her younger son tightly and sobbing uncontrollably.
“Yan Yan, I’m sorry. Mommy’s sorry. If Mommy had discovered you were my son earlier, you wouldn’t have suffered so much. I’m so sorry, so sorry…”
She kept apologizing, her warm tears flowing down her cheeks, wetting the fabric of Lin Qingyan’s shoulder. He was stunned, not knowing what to say.
After a moment, he stiffly reached out to hug Song Shuman back. It felt warm and reassuring, a feeling Zhou Yue Lan had never given him. Was this what maternal love felt like? He had never experienced it.
“It’s okay… You’re a victim too.” He fought back the urge to cry, trying to maintain his composure, but tears silently streamed down his face, his eyes red and swollen.
An Jing watched from the side and couldn’t help but step forward and hug Lin Qingyan. He, who hadn’t cried since he grew up, couldn’t stop the tears now.
“Yan Yan, Big Brother is sorry too. Do you remember telling me you wanted a brother like me? From now on, you’re my only little brother. Big Brother won’t let you suffer anymore.”
Lin Qingyan: “Then… what about An Yu?”
“Oh, right, I almost forgot him.” An Jing wiped the tears from his face, choking back sobs. “Let’s not worry about him for now. Yan Yan, can you call me Big Brother?”
Seeing his expectant gaze, Lin Qingyan obediently called him Big Brother. An Jing cried even harder. “Good little brother…”
Gu Fei couldn’t bear to watch and turned to leave, giving the family some space. He leaned against the wall in the corridor, his tense face relaxing slightly, a smile playing on his lips.
Song Shuman also asked expectantly: “Yan Yan, can you call me Mommy?”
Lin Qingyan smiled and said, “Mm, Mommy.”
An Jing: “Then can you call Big Brother a few more times?”