Chapter 79 Oh my god, who is this pig-faced guy?

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Old Master Mo then looked at Pei Anting.

He noticed that the man was also looking at him with shining eyes.

Clearly, the couple had the same idea and were even in agreement: as long as he didn't abuse... no, scold their son to death, they would let him scold him however he wanted!

"Sure, but..."

Old Master Mo hadn't finished speaking.

Xiang Dongyan jumped up with joy: "That's great! My son is finally saved! I don't have to worry about having to go to jail to bring him food when I'm old!"

As she spoke, she gave Qiao Qiao a hard kiss, who was startled by her sudden jump and quickly wrapped her arms around her neck.

She exclaimed happily, "Oh my! My little darling, meeting you is the best arrangement God could have made! You really are my lucky star!"

After saying that, he gave Qiao Qiao's rosy little face two more kisses.

The kiss was so forceful that it dented Qiao Qiao's cheek.

"..." Qiao Qiao.

At this time.

Hongfeng Middle School, located several kilometers away, is finally saved. Pei Yuanfan will grow up and no longer need his parents to bring him food to the prison.

He was standing in front of the classroom of Class 2, Grade 7, with a swollen face that made his expression almost unreadable, sneezing repeatedly.

He touched his nose and wondered to himself if he had caught a cold from kneeling outside for too long last night.

He reached out and patted the door of Class 2, Grade 7 again, and said to a female student sitting at the door, "Could you please call Qiao Kun for me?"

The female student was chatting and laughing with her deskmate when she was suddenly startled by this bruised and swollen face.

It took me a while to recognize who this was, but I could tell that this was someone not to be trifled with.

Without daring to ask anything, he turned and shouted loudly into the classroom, "Qiao Kun, someone is looking for you!"

In the classroom, Qiao Kun was holding his own pen in one hand and Qiao Xu's pen in the other, squeezing ink from Qiao Xu's pen into his own.

Upon hearing the shout, his hand trembled, and the ink spilled out, dripping all over the back of his hand.

He was furious and looked up to yell at whoever it was, but when he looked up he saw Pei Yuanfan standing at the door with a bruised and swollen face.

Qiao Kun narrowed his eyes.

This kid—

It looks familiar.

It took him a while to recognize who it was.

He put the pen cap back on, then found a piece of unwanted homework paper, wiped the back of his hand, and walked out.

Standing at the classroom door, he looked Pei Yuanfan up and down: "Why did you call me? Want to fight?"

"Your face is already covered in so much flesh, are you sure you want to fight me again? Don't blame me for not warning you, you'll end up with nothing but a piece of flesh all over your body."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yuanfan immediately recalled how he had been beaten so badly yesterday that he was powerless to fight back.

His already bruised and swollen face became even more colorful, like a palette.

"What's wrong?"

"Holy crap, who is this pig-faced guy?"

Qiao Xu and Qiao Zhang, who had just finished using the restroom, walked from the other end of the corridor. Qiao Zhang, who was a little behind, saw Pei Yuanfan and screamed exaggeratedly.

"Is there something you need?" Qiao Xu asked in a much gentler tone, recognizing Pei Yuanfan, whom Qiao Kun had beaten up yesterday.

Pei Yuanfan actually came to apologize. After meeting Qiao Qiao yesterday and learning the whole story, he regretted his actions.

However, he couldn't bring himself to apologize in front of Qiao Qiao and Qiao Changdong.

Last night, while his parents were making him kneel outside as punishment, he heard Xiang Dongyan's hushed sobs coming from inside the house.

He knew.

She was feeling sad again because of her sickly brother.

Brother.

When they were children, Pei Yuanfan was jealous of his older brother.

Because her mother always favored her brother first. No matter what she was doing at the time, as long as her brother was in any danger, she would drop everything and rush to his side.

As a child, he didn't understand; he only felt that his parents didn't love him and favored his older brother.

Without his parents' love, he grew wildly like a weed, constantly causing trouble, all in an attempt to gain his parents' attention.

But he never succeeded.

Until this summer, Xiang Dongyan said she wanted to take him back to where her father worked alone, leaving her brother in Kyoto.

At that moment, he was overjoyed. He felt that he had won and had finally won over his parents' favoritism for once.

But on the night I made the decision...

His brother came to his room in the middle of the night.

Perhaps she knew he wasn't asleep.

His slightly cool hand touched his forehead as he said goodbye.

We told him to listen to his parents and not to be naughty, and that in the future... in the future, when he's gone, this family will still have to rely on him.

Pei Yuanfan didn't understand, and stopped pretending to be asleep.

Grasping her brother's perpetually cool hand, she asked in confusion, "What do you mean you're leaving? Where are you going?"

But his brother did not answer him.

His answer came in the chaos of the middle of the night when his brother was rushed to the hospital.

He actually rarely lived with his sickly older brother, and had even fewer opportunities to spend time together.

From a very young age, almost as far back as I can remember, his father worked in another city, while his mother was always by his brother's side.

He lived with his maternal grandparents.

Even though his maternal grandparents told him more than once that his older brother was in poor health and very sick, which was why his mother paid more attention to his older brother, it didn't mean she didn't love him.

But because they hadn't spent time together or kept in touch, he only had a vague idea about his 'poor health'.

Until that night.

He was acutely aware of this.

My brother... his health is really bad... he could even... die at any moment!

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