Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 305 - Chapter 305 305 Please call me the Prophet

Chapter 305: 305 Please call me the Prophet Chapter 305: 305 Please call me the Prophet The boss handed him the hot meal and said, “Your sister asked me to come and see if you were dead or alive, otherwise what makes you think I’d want to see you? At nineteen years of age, you’re living without any semblance of being human. When your sister was nineteen, she was already finding ways to pay off your debts.”

An Yang looked down at the lunch box in his hands, feeling very uncomfortable and couldn’t help but cry out loud.

“Also, the five hundred thousand you owe me, your sister has paid it off.”

Upon hearing this, An Yang looked up in shock at the pool hall owner.

“What are you looking at me for? That night, your sister took you here to write an IOU. She just wanted you to acknowledge the debt you owed. After that tall man took you away, she paid off the money. Who has an easy life in this world? No one’s money comes with the wind. Your sister wanted you to remember this lesson, to stop your reckless behavior.”

“As far as I know, she has paid off the other hundred thousand as well. Now she is burdened with tens of millions in liquidated damages and has paid off your debts. But what have you done for her? Think about it yourself.”

After speaking, the pool hall owner sighed, “I’ll have someone bring some medicine later. You’re not afraid to scare people looking the way you do. You don’t have to pay for it; it’s my sympathy for your sister, having to deal with someone as unlucky as you. Your sister said you should stop making rash moves. She knows the score on her end. If you get involved again, this matter will never end.”

An Yang clutched the lunch box, holding back his tears until the boss left, then finally broke down crying.

What had he done?

What exactly had he done over these years?

An Yang returned to his bed, opened the lunch box, and despite having no appetite, he still forced down the boxed meal.

Half an hour later, the pool hall owner really did bring some medicine and some cash.

Seeing the money, An Yang felt a burning pain in his face.

Because he, too, had asked An Zijun for that money, but An Zijun hadn’t given him a cent, and had instead given him a brutal beating.

Throughout the day and night, he kept thinking, would he have been better off dead? But he couldn’t accept that. Over these years, all the money he had leached from An Lan, he had simply handed over to the two jackals of the An Family. He really couldn’t bear it.

Others had cars and houses, but what about him? Living in a basement without daylight, leading a miserable life dodging debts, he had even nearly killed his own sister.

He truly hated himself!

…

After the pool hall owner left the basement, he said to Huo Zhao, “That kid has finally been woken up. I’m really impressed that there is actually someone in this world who can control him. But the injuries on his body are a bit serious; he might need to go to the hospital.”

Huo Zhao nodded and said to the boss, “Thanks.”

“What’s there to thank for? An Lan is quite a character.” Having said that, the boss sincerely went back to his shop.

Worried about the punk’s injuries, Huo Zhao made another trip to the basement and found that the punk had indeed passed out on the bed.

This time, without calling Shi Lan for advice, Huo Zhao sent the punk directly to the hospital.

The punk had put on a show in front of all the media a few days ago, feigning a concussion and fractured ribs, but this time, he didn’t need to act, because it was real.

Seeing that the punk was treated and sent to a ward, Huo Zhao finally made a call to Shi Lan, “He’s not in any serious danger. You can rest easy. I’ll keep an eye on him.”

“Thank you,” was all Shi Lan gave Huo Zhao in reply.

Huo Zhao willingly accepted this, because he was not one to bend to gender, age, or wealth and status, but he would acknowledge those more capable than himself.

Previously, he never acknowledged Shi Lan, but now, he finally understood just how special the woman Yan Shixiu spoke of truly was.

Huo Zhao stayed in the hospital room, resting in a chair.

At that moment, he suddenly heard An Yang ask, “My sister, can she really get justice from those two scumbags?”

“If she could handle you, those two are nothing,” Huo Zhao said dismissively, “Your sister said you’re not in debt anymore, so there’s no need to ruin your life over two scumbags.”

“My sister’s breach of contract fee… does it really amount to tens of millions?”

“She knows how to deal with her issues. If you truly care about her, just stay out of it. The pool hall owner said you’re quite smart and play well. Once you’re healed, he can offer you a job and a place to stay.”

An Yang lay in bed, tears streaming down.

Because An Lan had pulled him out of the Abyss and taken all the terrible consequences upon herself.

“Please tell her I’m sorry, sorry from the bottom of my heart, but I feel my apologies are too light for her.”

Huo Zhao hummed in response and closed his eyes.

But the fact was, the person he truly needed to apologize to had vanished from this world forever.

Shi Lan could only take the apology on behalf of An Lan.

Now that the little rascal was taken care of, it was her turn to make a list.

Because she had already instructed Tang Ze to investigate what exactly was going on with the so-called company of the An family’s cousins.

That night, nobody expected that An Yang, the little rascal, would post a tweet that was only one sentence long but repeated many times.

@IamABastard: “I’m sorry, An Lan. I’m sorry, Sister. I’m sorry…”

The onlookers, who had been closely following his Twitter account, were shocked to see such a message. Knowing that this little rascal had been threatening his sister in an abandoned building just a few days ago, his sudden sincere apology was unexpected. Moreover, the onlookers were eager to know what exactly had happened between the siblings and what An Lan had done to make her brother, the Demon Lord of Mayhem, apologize.

@ChubbyTiger: “Please call me the prophet.”

@LittleSakura: “What did I just see? I actually saw this little rascal apologize to his sister? I thought someone as troublesome as him would never learn his lesson in this lifetime. I really want to know what trump card An Lan used to make such a brother turn back.”

@BitterSugar_: “Those netizens who once mocked An Lan for being a brother-pampering demon must be feeling slapped in the face now. She may pamper him, but she also doesn’t hesitate to clean up after him. I wonder if anyone still dares to criticize An Lan for pampering her brother.”

@TheAdventurousDreamsOfThoseYears: “I hope An Lan publicly shares her method for dealing with her brother so I can learn from it.”

Shi Lan didn’t care about how the internet discussed the little rascal turning over a new leaf; all her attention was focused on dealing with the mess of An Zijun and his cousins.

Even if the little rascal truly reformed, she, as a stand-in sister, had no intention of portraying a deep sibling bond.

After all, the young lady has been indifferent to familial bonds since childhood.