The two of them were married, and the two of them were married.

Zhao Wei really didn't plan to stay in Yuncheng.

Not for anything else, just because Fang Ping'an would go to Beijing to study in September.

Although she was sad that her own son didn't recognize her, she didn't have any resentment towards Fang Ping'an.

Some, just regret and sadness.

Think about it carefully, she had been angry with Fang Ping'an so many times, and every time it was because of that bastard.

Now thinking about it, Fang Hongjun's face was so disgusting to her.

What she once thought was well-behaved, now it has become a malicious deception, just to prevent her from focusing on Fang Ping'an.

That's right.

Fang Hongjun was brought up by her since he was a child.

It's not that there is no nanny at home, but before the little guy went to kindergarten, she never asked the nanny to do everything herself.

Watching the little baby laugh, watching him cry, watching him stagger towards her, and stumbling into her arms.

That sense of happiness and satisfaction made her almost forget that she had a lost biological son.

She couldn't help but pour all her feelings into him.

This is the most fundamental reason why she is extremely partial to Fang Hongjun.

Since Fang Pingan returned home, she always felt that this child was incompatible with the family.

There was no joy of regaining what was lost.

There were only various dislikes.

After Fang Pingan came back, the first thing she thought of was not that her son was back.

Fang Hongjun was so sensitive and well-behaved.

Fang Pingan looked at herself and her family with those bright eyes.

She was worried that Fang Hongjun would be hurt because of this.

As long as Hongjun said that Ping'an bullied him, she had no other thoughts except blindly believing and comforting him immediately.

Zhao Wei sat on the sofa and watched Fang Jinglei help pack the luggage.

Unconsciously, she found that she had so many clothes and luggage.

There was a whole room for clothes and shoes alone.

It was not realistic to take them all away.

She could only pick some by herself.

After she was done, looking at the huge suitcases, she suddenly remembered that when Ping'an left, he only carried a schoolbag...

Her nose was sour and she wanted to cry again.

Fang Jinglei came over and sat beside her.

"Mom, have you been to Ping'an's room?"

Zhao Wei was stunned.

Yes, it seems that she has never been to her son's room since he came back four years ago.

She is not too sure whether he lives well.

She shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Fang Jinglei sighed, "He doesn't have so many clothes and shoes.

A simple wardrobe can't hold all his things.

He didn't take away the clothes and shoes that were given to him when he first came.

Ping An didn't take anything with him when he left."

She handed something over, Zhao Wei took it in her hand and took a closer look.

Tears flowed like a spring.

"This is what I saw in his room after he left," Fang Jinglei said faintly, "but he wasn't on it, he tore it off himself."

"Wuwu... Leilei, do you, do you also feel... Wuwu... that mom is very bad..."

"No, mom." Fang Jinglei shook her head.

"You are the best mother.

It's just that you, like us, don't treat Ping An as your own.

In your eyes, we sisters and Fang Hongjun are all your children.

Except Ping An..."

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, supporting her chin.

"Mom, I thought about it carefully later.

Ping An did nothing wrong. We were too harsh on him.

No matter how sad and regretful we are now, Ping An is right.

In the past, we didn't want him.

Now he doesn't want us..."

Zhao Wei was in tears and wasted tissues.

"I should be the first one to regret it, but until now, he has not forgiven me either.

He said it once, but in fact, in his eyes, I am really worse than a stranger..."

Fang Jinglei pointed at the photo.

"This photo should be the only thing he left.

However, he tore himself off, tore it into pieces, and threw it in the trash can.

No one in the family took away the gifts he gave him.

Later, I specially packed it out and sent it to him at school, but he threw it in the security room.

He didn't want anything anymore.

Mom, do you know how much I regretted it at that time?

All the luggage in his room couldn't be packed in a 20-inch box..."

The mother and daughter sat on the sofa and were silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Fang Jinglei spoke again:

"Mom, Ping An told us about Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun."

Zhao Wei: "..."

"On the night he left home, he said something specifically to you.

He said Hongjun was just your adopted son.

He meant that Hongjun was not my father's adopted son.

When he told me, my eldest sister was there.

So what happened later..."

Zhao Wei stared at the incomplete family portrait in her hand, and suddenly tore it into pieces.

Then, she covered her face and cried.

The biological son had known about the illegitimate child for a long time, but in order not to embarrass his parents, he actually endured it for so long.

In order to let himself look at him more and care about him a little more, he endured so many grievances...

But he never said a word.

After all, he said it when he was most desperate and put down all his family affection.

Even so, he reminded himself in such an obscure way for the sake of his and Fang Junhong's relationship.

But at that time, I was busy comforting that bastard...

Zhao Wei felt that her heart was broken into pieces.

Fang Jinglei did not comfort her, nor did she cry with her.

She just sat there, secretly sad.

After Fang Zhidie returned home, she packed up and went to the law firm to report.

Apart from her mother and daughter, the servants did not dare to get involved in these things.

"Leilei, Mom is so sorry, woo woo..."

Zhao Wei's crying echoed in the quiet Fang family villa.

***

Knowing that Fang Hongjun went abroad, Fang Ping'an was relieved.

Cerebral hemorrhage, why didn't he die?

I really hope that guy died directly on the operating table abroad, so that he would be completely fine.

But this is just a thought.

If he really died, Fang Junhong and Qin Bailian would not let him go.

As long as that guy is not dead, he should be safe for a short time.

Qin Bailian had to take care of that guy, and Fang Junhong had to deal with the Zhao family...

So, it was time to practice driving.

Other things, we'll talk about it later when we have the chance.

One pack of Huazi a day.

Chilled drinks to keep you full.

The coach was very satisfied with Fang Ping'an.

He arranged a lot of small tasks for him, and he almost never scolded him.

Of course, Fang Ping'an learned very quickly.

With the coach's care, he had more opportunities to drive than any other student.

The day for the driver's license test came soon.

Among the students of the same period, he was the only one who brought a pack of Huazi to the coach every day.

As a result, the coach looked at him with admiration, not only did he not let him do it during the computer test.

He even let him sign up for a make-up test during the road test, and then he got the driver's license.

He didn't decide to buy a car, he would wait until he arrived in Beijing.

Chen Shuhui's final exam was a little bit lame.

Although the ranking was fine, and she was still in the top ten of the grade, the score was not so satisfactory.

Although the girl was shouting that the questions this year were extremely difficult, Liu Qing was still a little unhappy.

After being well behaved at home for seven or eight days, the girl became unwell again.

It was absolutely not okay to not let her go out.

She also asked her little sisters to go out and play together, and go out to eat delicious food together...

Fang Ping'an transferred two thousand yuan to her and asked her to spend it sparingly.

The most important thing is that if she has spent it all, she can ask him directly for it.

This sentence made Chen Shuhui jump with joy.

Looking at the energetic and cheerful girl, he also felt very happy.

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