After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Fang Junhong basically didn't say much.

He just looked at Chen Shaohua and Liu Qing, took in the furnishings in the room, and then stopped talking.

Everything about it was that the couple came with the appraisal report, so there is no need to say anything else.

He has decided to give some money to Chen Shaohua and his wife to make Zhao Wei's life easier.

Looking at them, they are also poor people from the lower class.

A moment later, Liu Qing brought Chen Pingan and Chen Shuhui out. The little girl still didn't understand what was going on.

After following her brother out, she politely greeted the guests, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Then just sit aside and watch them.

"Ping An, these are your biological parents, Mr. Fang and Ms. Zhao."

Chen Shaohua said, "I told you when you were little that you were not our biological son, but over the years, your mother and I have always treated you as our own son..."

As he spoke, his eyes also turned red.

Who can let go so easily?

I raised my son for 14 years, and I don’t need to mention the effort I put in.

That's my son!

"No!" Chen Shuhui screamed and burst into tears.

"Bad uncle, bad aunt, you are not welcome in my home, get out!"

Chen Pingan didn't know what to say or do. He just sat on the sofa, his hands not hands, his feet not feet, his head empty...

Fang Junhong looked at the boy and said in a deep voice, "You are my son. I can tell that without any identification. You look exactly like me.

Mr. Chen, my wife almost went crazy after we lost the child.

Although Yuncheng is not big, many people have never seen each other in their entire lives.

It is also a blessing to find peace.

I hope you can understand how we feel..."

Chen Shaohua remained silent, looked at Chen Pingan and said, "You have lived here with me for 14 years. Now your parents are here to find you. You can decide for yourself whether to go back with them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Wei cried, "Ping An, can you go back with your mother?"

Chen Pingan couldn't describe what he was thinking at the moment.

Needless to say, the relationship between him and his adoptive parents is naturally very good.

However, blood relationship is a strange thing. When he saw Zhao Wei, it was like there was an extra voice in his heart.

"Mother……"

Fang Junhong said on the side: "Mr. Chen, my son must be brought back to the Fang family. The Fang family bloodline cannot be left outside.

Besides, I don't want to say anything that will make you unhappy, but your family conditions are like this.

My son shouldn’t have to suffer like this.”

Liu Qing hugged Chen Shuhui tightly, preventing her from moving, and kept comforting her in a low voice.

Chen Shaohua took a breath and said, "Ping'an, do you want to go back with your biological parents?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."

He instinctively feels close to his biological mother, but who is he showing that expression to his father?

He doesn't like it, but he has to respect it.

Chen Shuhui broke free from Liu Qing and ran over to hug him, "Brother, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Let's go back."

The little girl carried him and dragged him into the room.

Among the four adults in the room, except Zhao Wei who was crying, the other three remained silent.

After the child went in, Chen Shaohua said, "Mr. Fang, please give the child some time. I believe you are also willing to give him some time to adapt.

He may not be able to accept this news for a while.

But don't worry, we will do our best to persuade him, after all, you are his biological parents."

Fang Junhong took out a folded check and placed it on the coffee table, then pushed it over and said, "Although I know this is tacky, this is the only way we can express our gratitude.

Please don’t refuse.”

Zhao Wei nodded and said, "Yes, we don't have any better way to express our gratitude. Mr. Chen, please accept it."

Chen Shaohua didn't even touch the check.

"We have always treated him as our own son since he was young and never thought that he was not our child.