Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 416, didn’t you also sell your brother back then?

Chapter 416: 416, didn’t you also sell your brother back then?

Lian Yinseng, the eldest of the Lian Family and an officer in the Armed Police, holding a high position, picked up his police cap in the morning and saw the old lady drinking tea. He went over and asked, "Mom, something on your mind?"

"Asking knowingly." The old lady snorted, "Didn’t you meet that woman from the Yan Family a couple of days ago? You haven’t told me what you talked about."

Lian Yinseng put his police cap on the table and held the old lady’s hand, saying, "Isn’t that because you forbade others from bringing up the third sister’s matter?"

"Third child, is there really a child left behind?"

Lian Yinseng nodded: "Yes."

"Can we bring him back?"

Lian Yinseng shook his head: "Mom, it’s not that easy. That child has suffered a lot outside. I don’t think he has any intention of acknowledging his ancestry and returning to the clan."

The old lady’s face fell: "Then, shall we talk about it after some time?"

"Mhm."

The old lady also knew that now wasn’t the right time to acknowledge kin, especially since she was well aware of the uproar caused by that father and daughter from the Yan Family.

"Show me his picture, eldest. Let me see if he looks like the third child."

Lian Yinseng took out his phone, scrolled to Yan Shixiu’s photo, and handed it to the old lady: "He does, especially around the eyebrows and eyes, very similar."

The moment the old lady saw Yan Shixiu’s photo, her eyes reddened: "My grandson... I was too stubborn back then. Otherwise, this well-behaved grandson would have been born in our family. My third child..."

"Mom, don’t be too sad. I will handle the third sister’s matter well. If someone has hurt one of our Lian Family, I won’t let them off easily," Lian Yinseng said.

"Eldest, make the identity of this child as a member of the Lian Family public. Since he’s the third child’s son, he is rightfully one of the Lian Family. We can’t let him suffer from rumors and slander any longer," the old lady said, holding the phone.

"Okay, Mom, you can rest assured, I’ll arrange it."

Regardless of whether Yan Shixiu wanted to return or not, the Lian Family needed to extend a gesture of goodwill. After all, this was his sister’s child, and also a blood relative of the Lian Family.

...

The chaotic night passed, and the fresh sun had already risen.

Yan Ziqing hid in the Sky King’s rest room all night but was awakened early in the morning by a frenzy of knocking on the door.

Yan Ziqing got dressed and opened the door, having thought it was Han Hao bringing her breakfast, only to find a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young boy standing outside.

He was skinny yet fashionably dressed, with a clear-cut face, but devil-may-care mischief in the corners of his mouth and eyes.

"Who are you?" Yan Ziqing instinctively stepped back two paces upon seeing the unfamiliar man.

"Sister, why are you so scared of me?" The boy took out a paternity test from his pocket and said to Yan Ziqing, "I’m the debt of passion your dad left out there in the wind—in other words, your half-brother from the same father, different mothers. Get to know me, I’m Xie Yu."

"You’re talking nonsense, how could I possibly have a brother?" Yan Ziqing felt utterly bewildered by this sudden appearance of a brother.

Xie Yu smiled, pushed past Yan Ziqing, and walked inside: "Otherwise, shall we go for a paternity test right now?"

Yan Ziqing was already extremely annoyed, so she was not in the mood to be pleasant with Xie Yu: "Even if you are my brother, so what? Don’t you see what situation I am in now? Do you think I can support you?"

"Of course, sister supporting brother, isn’t that only natural?" Xie Yu sat down in Yan Ziqing’s office chair and crossed his legs, throwing back at Yan Ziqing the words she once said to Yan Shixiu without changing a single word.

"I don’t have any money!" Yan Ziqing shouted angrily.

"Then go out and earn it. Do you expect me, a minor, to go out and make money to support you?" Xie Yu sneered, "My mom sent me here to rely on you. You have to take up the responsibility of being a sister."

Yan Ziqing was nearly at her wit’s end: "Support you? With what shall I support you? Sell myself out?"

"Oh? Not a bad idea, that way money will come fast, and we can live the high life," Xie Yu responded, clapping his hands in approval.

"Are you out of your mind? Did you sell your sister?"

"Weren’t you the one who sold your brother in the first place?" Xie Yu retorted.

Yan Ziqing’s complexion changed instantly.

"What’s wrong? It’s okay for you to sell your brother but not for me to sell my sister?" Xie Yu asked with a smile, "It’s all right if you don’t support me. I can hang out with my bros. Those guys have been drooling over the fact that I have a beautiful sister for a long time. Tell me, if it weren’t for me stopping them, what would be your fate trapped inside this crappy company by them?"

Seeing the ruffian-like demeanor on Xie Yu, Yan Ziqing involuntarily stepped back in fear.

"Sis, I’m hungry."

Hearing these words, Yan Ziqing took out all the money Han Hao had left her: "This is all there is, there’s nothing more."

"If there’s none, then earn some. It’s only proper for a sister to support her brother. I don’t care by what means, but you have to provide for your brother until he’s grown up," Xie Yu said, then got up from his chair. Before leaving, he patted Yan Ziqing’s shoulder, "Don’t even think about running away. My bros will be watching you, my dear sister."

Yan Ziqing was so frightened that she sat down on the floor with a thud.

Seeing this, Xie Yu sneered, taking all of Yan Ziqing’s cash before swaggering off.

Once he left, Yan Ziqing immediately tried to call Han Hao, but his phone was already switched off.

In other words, Yan Ziqing was now unable to call for help from heaven or earth.

A brother suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he was a bully at that.

"No, this can’t happen..." Yan Ziqing clenched her fists; she couldn’t let herself be ruined like this.

However, within a few minutes, Xie Yu returned. With the only money Yan Ziqing had, he recklessly bought the most expensive breakfast.

Seeing him spend thousands on a meal, Yan Ziqing shouted angrily, "That was all the money I had."

"So what?" Xie Yu asked indifferently, "I’m used to the good life, sister. You can’t expect me to just eat eggs and dough sticks that cost a few bucks, can you?"

"You bastard!"

"Sis, we still have no plans for lunch," he remarked.

Yan Ziqing suddenly felt like she was about to collapse.

"I heard that you used to constantly nag Yan Shixiu for things. Since you could do it, why can’t I? After all, I am your brother. Surely you can’t just watch your brother starve to death, can you? That would be utterly heartless!" Xie Yu commented coolly while sipping his cola.

But each of his words carried a deeper meaning.

Just as Yan Ziqing was insatiable in her demands from Yan Shixiu, now Xie Yu was returning the favor twofold.

Leaning on the desk in her office, Yan Ziqing was utterly exhausted because she no longer knew what to do.

The only thing she could think of now was to borrow money from Han Hao’s friends.

But what did she have left to offer as collateral?

In a few days, even the company wouldn’t be hers. What was she going to do in the future? Really go out and sell herself?

"No, I can’t support you!"

"Why not?" Xie Yu countered.

"I’m not obligated to!"

"Yan Shixiu wasn’t obligated to support you either, yet he did until you were twenty-five. So why don’t you have this obligation? I’m not asking for much; just support me until I’m twenty-five, how about that?"