After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 49

ARC 2: THE FILM EMPEROR FROM HUMBLE ORIGINS (5)

Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask again: "What's your name? What's your relationship with my mother? How old are you?"

"My name is Xu Yan. I'm your mother's younger sister. You can call me Xiaoyi in the future. I'm older than you so remember to use honorifics when you talk to me from now on."

Xiao yi? This woman doesn't look much older and she dares to ask him to call her his aunt?

Yan Ge opened the door to let Qi Yuan get in the car and conveniently patted his head in a comforting manner: "Relax, I'm not a bad person."

Being patted gave him the illusion of having become a pet.

Qi Yuan lowered his head and his stiff body was motionless.

Yan Ge entered the vehicle and reminded him: "Fasten your seat belt."

Qi Yuan seemed to only react then. While clasping the seat belt, he asked: "What did you find me for?"

"If you think about it, you're my only relative. Finding you is naturally for you to receive an inheritance one day."

Qi Yuan raised his head in amazement. Yan Ge smiled to herself: "What, I don't seem like a rich person?"

There was no way he believed in this kind of pie falling from the sky. His sentence 'You are really my aunt' rose up in his mouth, but he eventually swallowed it back into his stomach.

It wasn't that he had no impression of his parents' relatives. His mother may have died early, but he also knew there was no so-called aunt.

He had only one uncle, and he was spoiled by his patriarchal grandparents.

His stomach grumbled twice at this time, and the hand in his sleeve tightened.

He had no money. The rented basement next to the bar hadn't been paid for two months. He had been anxiously waiting for this month's salary, but it definitely won't be given out.

Did this woman want to take him in?

No matter what her purpose was for approaching him, he would not ask questions so long as she took him in.

It was already late at night, and most of the restaurants on both sides of the street were closed. Yan Ge led Qi Yuan to the apartment where she normally wrote screenplays.

This apartment could be regarded as the host's office. It had a separate bedroom and kitchen. It was also the place the host liked to reside in.

After handing Qi Yuan a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet, she opened the refrigerator to examine the contents inside.

The host was a nerd who had no patience or skill for cooking. There was no food in the refrigerator, but there were several boxes of instant noodles available in the kitchen.

Yan Ge boiled three packets, poached three eggs, added some tomatoes as well as sesame sauce. She then filled a small bowl for herself and gave Qi Yuan the large pot. The kitchen bowls were too small. She could only find this.

After calling Qi Yuan to bring the food to the dining table, the two sat down and ate the noodles in silence.

"Are you full?" Yan Ge asked him: "Do you want me to give you another packet?"

Qi Yuan shook his head: "I'm full."

Actually, he could still finish another big bowl.

Yan Ge found an unused pair of Wang Xiuming's pajamas from the closet and gave them to Qi Yuan: "Go take a bath. Make do with the sofa for one night. When you wash, don't let the would get wet."

Qi Yuan nodded as he held the male clothing in his hands.

Are there men living in this apartment?

Then, what number is he considered to be?

Although he had questions in his heart, he didn't ask.

When living under someone's roof, one had no choice but to lower one's head. He was very prudent.

After coming out of the bathroom, he found Yan Ge taking a call by the balcony.

He silently walked over and stood at a corner to listen to her voice.

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