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

Chapter 2

Fang Junhong's voice is very loud.

Fang Hongjun was also startled by the loud voice, but Zhao Wei quickly patted his hand and comforted him:

"Don't be afraid of your son. Lao Fang, be careful, you might scare your son!"

Fang Qingyan said, "This isn't the first time. If you didn't steal it, could it be that Hongjun took it?"

Fang Ping'an looked at Fang Hongjun opposite him with a smile.

Fang Hongjun felt uncomfortable when he was staring at him.

"Brother Ping'an, do you think I took my sister's things?

I do not have.

You... I know you don't like me.

If it makes you happy, I can leave my parents and sisters and move out of the house."

Fang Hongjun's fair face showed a hint of grievance and stubbornness, and with red eyes, he looked quite pitiful.

Those tears were welling up in my eyes, but they just wouldn't fall!

Absolutely!

In his previous life, Fang Ping'an had never paid attention to these things.

What he wanted could only come from his parents and sister, and he only cared about these people.

He was once angry about Fang Hongjun's acting skills.

But the mindless trust and favoritism of his parents and sisters, compared to their prejudice against him, only made him feel more and more inferior and yearn for recognition...

Isn't this definitely PUA?

But when you look at it from a different angle and height, you have to admit, this guy really has the potential to be a film and television actor!

Of course, I have never stolen anything from this house.

If not him, who else could it be?

Fang Hongjun has always had excellent acting skills, and Zhao Wei immediately felt distressed for him.

"My dear son, what are you talking about? You are my son, and no one can change that."

Fang Junhong's face was filled with anger. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Pingan spoke first:

"OK!

Move out!

It’s best to move today.”

Zhao Wei turned around and saw Fang Junhong slamming his fist on the table and roaring:

"Oh!"

"Shut up! You have no right to speak in this house.

The theft hasn't even been explained yet, and you're already stirring up trouble! "

Zhao Wei frowned, "Ping An, how could you do this to Hong Jun?

He is your brother!

When you were not back, Mom cried every day and missed you so much that she was going crazy.

If your dad hadn’t brought him back, he would have been with mom since he was little…”

Fang Ping'an looked at Fang Hongjun's tears that finally fell, then looked at his mother Zhao Wei, and then at his father and three sisters.

"I didn't take that thing."

He took a deep breath and said, “If you don’t believe me, you can call the police.

If the police determine that I took it, I am willing to go to jail."

Fang Jinglei sneered, "You know Dad won't send the police, so you're just saying this to cover up your own anxiety!"

Fang Qingyan has started working as the president of Fang Group. Although it is only her second year, she is relatively calm.

She watched in silence.

Even with her father present, it wasn't her turn to make the decision.

Fang Junhong said angrily: "You want to embarrass the Fang family, right?

How did your adoptive parents teach you?

"Haven't you gotten over your despicable habits in these years since returning to the Fang family?"

Fang Ping'an was not angry at all.

Really.

He even wanted to laugh.

The sight of his poor biological mother, hugging Fang Hongjun, who was also about to turn eighteen, and comforting him softly, almost made him unable to contain himself.

"Fang Hongjun, you're almost eighteen years old like me, right?

Do you think it is a touching scene for an eighteen-year-old man to hide in his adoptive mother's arms and cry?

It's okay if you don't feel disgusted, but please don't disgust me, okay? "

“Pia!”

Fang Junhong stood up with an angry face and slapped Fang Ping'an hard in the face.

Fang Ping'an's body tilted and he almost fell on the table.

I don't even feel any pain on my left face, just numbness.

It took a full two or three seconds before I started to feel the pain.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Get out if you don't want to eat!"

Fang Junhong's roar exploded in my ears.

The three sisters were frightened.

Fang Ping'an didn't even look at anyone else.

He only stared at Fang Hongjun, the sinister man.

Zhao Wei was surprised.

He leaned forward and stretched out his hand towards Fang Ping'an, then retracted it in mid-air.

Fang Ping'an sat up straight, his ears still buzzing.

Shit, maybe my eardrum is ruptured.

He raised his left hand and touched his ear.

Sure enough, there was bleeding.

The left side of my face still doesn't hurt, but it's very numb and hot.

He smiled at his father Fang Junhong.

"I am your biological child in this family, right?"

Regardless of whether Fang Junhong felt a little regretful or not, he pointed at Fang Hongjun and asked, "Is he your biological son?"

Fang Junhong's face turned pale and he glanced at Fang Hongjun.

Zhao Wei quickly comforted them, "You are all my children, why are you so divided?"

Fang Zhidie curled her lips and said, "Who do you think you are? I only have one brother, Hongjun."

Fang Jinglei frowned, but the other party was also unhappy.

Fang Zhidie continued, "Does it matter whether they are biological children or not?

We have lived together for eighteen years, how long have you been here?"

Seeing that no one else said anything and Fang Hongjun continued to lie beside his mother with a very hurt look on his face, he wanted to laugh even more.

But that bastard Fang Hongjun is adding fuel to the fire.

“Brother, I’m going back to my room to pack my things and move out tonight.

But... don't quarrel with your parents and sisters.

I have nothing but respect for you...

I know that I have taken away your family happiness for eighteen years. If you want it, I will give it back to you..."

Fang Ping'an, covering his face, was shocked.

Walmart Oh!

This guy is awesome!

I really want to give him a thumbs up!

The timing, tone, expression, and action are absolutely amazing!

Fang Junhong turned around and yelled at him, "Just sit still, it's none of your business!"

Zhao Wei patted Fang Hongjun's hand with heartache.

"Don't be sad, son. 'Ping An' was just an angry remark. Don't take it to heart.

Mom can’t bear to see you leave.”

She turned around and said to Ping An with resentment:

"Your brother lost his parents when he was young, it's already pitiful enough.

If you let him go, how will he survive?"

Fang Zhidie pointed at Fang Ping'an, shaking with anger.

"Fang Ping'an, you are so vicious.

I really shouldn’t have let your parents take you back!

He is indeed an uneducated person who was raised outside!"

Fang Pingan slowly stood up and said calmly:

"Dad, Mom, eldest sister, second sister, third sister..."

"Don't call me sister, I don't have a brother like you!" Fang Zhidie shouted angrily.

Fang Jinglei simply spat.

Fang Pingan didn't care how they reacted and continued:

"Either he, the adopted bastard, moves out, or I, your biological son, leave. It's your choice!"

Seeing that Fang Ping'an's left ear was bleeding, Fang Junhong originally regretted that he had been too rough with the blow just now, but when he heard these words, he immediately exploded.

He stood up and kicked Fang Ping'an to the ground. "Who do you call a bastard? That's your brother!"

Zhao Wei cried, "Ping An, how could you force your mother like this...

He is your brother!

Can't the family have a good meal together?"

Fang Hongjun had tears on his face and his eyes were drooping.

His hands were clenched tightly under the table, his knuckles turning white.

Fang Junhong cursed, "It seems that bringing you back was really a mistake.

Ever since you came, you've been causing trouble in this house every other day.

If you want to stay in this house, just stay here honestly.

If you don't want to stay, get out!"

Fang Ping'an slowly got up.

It really hurts.