After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

"Miss, shall we go to the comic convention?"

Gu Qingyan was very excited.

"I haven't been there in a while! I've even thought of what to wear for you!"

"In the afternoon." Yan Qing tilted his head and smiled, "Let's go to University A in the morning."

"Huh? University A?"

Gu Qingyan's mind flashed with Liang Yunian's smile, and he was puzzled as to why.

"Forget it. I just went there yesterday."

She didn't want to meet that terrible teacher Liang again.

"I have to go." Yan Qing stood up, "I told Deng Huai that I want to do a paternity test with that family."

"Oh." Gu Qingyan suddenly realized.

Yan Qing has always suspected that her father was using the identity of "Yan Sichen".

This inference can be verified as long as a paternity test is done.

***

A big.

Deng Huai had gone there long ago.

When Yan Qing and Gu Qingyan arrived at the scene, the old lady and her son had obviously been scolded and were very uneasy to talk to.

The doctors at the paternity testing center quickly collected all the necessary specimens and said they would provide the test results as soon as possible.

Yan Qing also met the old lady's daughter-in-law and grandson.

The woman, who was about forty years old, held the child's hand with a pale face.

"Are you Yan Qing? My brother's daughter?"

The woman shook her head in disbelief.

"Professor Jiang clearly said...you are all dead! Why, why..."

This house is worth tens of millions.

They are discussing selling it and returning to their hometown to buy a new house in the county town.

After all, this is a university. The family felt uncomfortable living here, did not get along well with the neighbors, and was always complained about.

If Yan Qing had come a little later, they would have lived like emperors in their hometown.

The family did not have any emotional fluctuations regarding the death of their eldest brother Yan Sichen.

When the old lady found out, she just cursed him as "short-lived ghost".

After all, Yan Sichen left home very early and never contacted his family again.

If they hadn't received the money he transferred later, they would have really thought he had died outside.

It was not until Jiang Heyan told them that Yan Sichen had died, leaving behind a large inheritance and a large flat in the imperial capital worth tens of millions.

They thought that it was a miracle from the gods and a pie fell from the sky.

In comparison, it is better for Yan Sichen to be dead than alive.

Jiang Heyan brought the family to the imperial capital and arranged for them to live in Yan Sichen's home.

But now, the beautiful dream is shattered and I feel a little dazed.

"Do you need me to help you popularize the law?"

Yan Qing said indifferently,

"Wait for the results of the blood test to come out. If you are my father's relatives, I will pay. But if not, you are scammers in the same group as Jiang Heyan."

"You occupied my home and damaged my brother's piano... When the time comes, the appraiser will calculate how much you have to pay."

"Of course we are Big Brother's relatives!"

The woman was more educated than the old lady. She argued a little excitedly,

"If you don't believe me, go back and ask. We are all from the Yan family, including my son!"

She took the little boy's hand.

"His name is Yan Xiaohu, and he is your dear brother! Even though we are not well-educated, you can't turn your back on us!"

Yan Qing tilted his head and looked at her, feeling strange.

What does it mean to turn your back on someone? She never recognized them.

For some reason, the woman felt even more uneasy when she saw Yan Qing's expression.

"You are rich and powerful, would you lie? We are obviously your dear uncle and aunt, you gave money to these people and asked them to say that we have no relationship with Big Brother?"

These words reminded the old lady, and she sat down on the ground and started crying.

"It's so unfair! My own granddaughter doesn't acknowledge her grandmother, and she's even trying to drive the old lady and the child out!"

"You are so cruel! Is there any justice in this world? Aren't you afraid of being struck to death by thunder?"

The little boy looked left and right, and he soon realized that the woman in front of him had bullied his grandmother who treated him as a treasure.

He suddenly broke free from his mother's hand, threw himself on Yan Qing, and bit her hand hard.

"What the hell!"

Gu Qingyan was shocked and immediately pulled him out, but the little boy bit Yan Qing tightly and refused to let go.

Yan Qing frowned in pain, sweat oozing from his forehead. He pushed the naughty child hard with his other hand without saying a word.

"Do you deserve a beating?"

Deng Huai wanted to kick this naughty kid, but was stopped by Yan Qing's eyes.

"Fuck! You're really tired of living! How dare you bite Miss Yan!"

When the two were finally separated, Yan Qing's originally fair hand had been bitten, with a deep tooth mark that was still bleeding.

"You're a fucking mad dog!"

Gu Qingyan picked up Yan Qing's hand and took a look. He instantly became angry.

"You still dare to bite me? Do you believe I can knock all your teeth out?!"

The naughty child snorted heavily, hid behind his mother, and looked at Yan Qing with hostility.

"There's nothing to say. Just wait for your compensation. This hand of mine is for playing the violin."

Yan Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and said coldly,

"Pay me 500 yuan first, or I will send you and your child to the police station."

She knew that for this group of people, paying money was more painful than being beaten.

"What does a child know!" The woman was also anxious, "He is your brother! We are a family and it's just a joke, why should you pay money? Xiaohu, call me sister!"

She pulled the child out with all her strength, but the little boy refused to go out.

Seeing that she couldn't pull the child away, the woman became so angry that she slapped him on the butt and started beating the child in front of Yan Qing.

"I told you not to listen! I told you to bite! Why are you so rude! You don't even care about adults' lives!"

The little boy burst into tears.

The old lady finally couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up and slapped her daughter-in-law hard, "You bitch, how dare you hit my grandson? Who do you think you are!"

The little boy cleverly hid behind his grandmother, stopped crying, and made a face at his mother.

The woman covered her red and swollen face and couldn't help crying.

"Oh my God...why do you do this to me..."

Yan Qing looked at the farce in front of him, his eyes surprisingly cold.

The whole family was crying, as if she was the bad person who bullied them.

She was obviously only here to take back her things.

"Deng Huai, I don't want to hear them crying. You handle it. I'll wait for the results of the appraisal."

……

When she was about to leave, Yan Qing unexpectedly found a small arrow drawn in pencil on the white wall at the door of Liang Yunian's house, pointing to the doormat in front of the door.

When I came yesterday, it was clearly not there.

Yan Qing bent down and pulled away the floor mat - there was a key underneath.

She picked up the key and subconsciously inserted it into the door lock of Liang Yunian's house.

"Click."

The door opened smoothly.