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

Fang Qingyan threw the pen in her hand on the table and said, "Why did you ask her to come back? She has a final exam soon.

This is all your fault. Now that you can't solve it yourself, just throw it to me...

I am so mad at you!"

There were soft sobs coming from Fang Jinglei.

Fang Qingyan exhaled, "Okay, go ahead, don't go to our Fang family's hotel, go to another hotel and get a room, and then tell me the hotel name and room number.

I'll contact Zhidie and go together."

"Okay. Got it. I'll go right away." Fang Jinglei responded softly.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingyan slowly put away the pen and cleaned up the huge desk.

At the same time, Fang Zhidie was busy with the information in her hands.

She follows her idol Gu Baibai, who is currently involved in a case with this cowboy.

There are many things involved in the case, and she is just doing an internship here.

Normally, someone like her doesn't need to look for a job.

Gu Baibai is her idol, mature, beautiful, independent and self-reliant.

Regardless of whether Gu Baibai has the Gu family's support behind him, Gu Baibai's professional ability is unquestionable.

Fang Zhidie has been following Gu Baibai since she graduated from law school, and it has been almost two years now.

She really hopes that she can become an independent woman like Gu Baibai.

When Fang Qingyan called, she had already finished her work and had just brought in a cup of coffee for Gu Baibai.

"Hey, big sister."

Fang Qingyan listened to Fang Zhidie's relaxed and cheerful voice and actually got herself angry.

"I've called Lawyer Gu. Please come to the Kempinski Hotel, room 608, now.

Your second sister and I are waiting for you here!"

Fang Zhidie was stunned, "Sister, what's the matter? Can't you go home and tell us?

Why did you go to the hotel?

Fang Qingyan didn't have the patience to explain so much to her and hung up the phone directly.

She also had to rush to the hotel.

More than half an hour later, Fang Zhidie parked the car and stepped into the gate of the Kempinski Hotel.

In room 608, Fang Jinglei had already placed the appraisal report on the bed.

She had also taken a shower and put on some light makeup.

Other than some redness and swelling in the eyes, everything seems fine.

She was sitting on the sofa in the outer room, smoking.

There was not only an ashtray on the coffee table, but also an open bottle of red wine.

Before Fang Qingyan arrived, she had already drunk half a bottle by herself.

Fang Qingyan, who was sitting opposite her, was also drinking.

Neither of them spoke, they just sat there.

It was Fang Jinglei who opened the door when Fang Zhidie knocked.

"Big sister, second sister, what is it that has to be discussed in the hotel? Can't we just go home and talk about it?"

She threw her bag on the sofa and sat down next to Fang Qingyan.

Fang Jinglei didn't say anything and turned into the bedroom.

Fang Qingyan poured her a glass of wine and said, "Wait a minute, let's talk after we look at the things."

When Fang Jinglei came out, the three appraisal reports were handed to Fang Zhidie.

Fang Zhidie looked at her eldest sister strangely, then at her second sister who had an expressionless face.

"What document?"

She took it, took a look at it, and then was stunned.

"Paternity test report?"

"Whose is this?"

Three reports, each from three different hospitals.

The conclusions are the same.

There is a blood relationship between the two samples.

Although Fang Zhidie didn't know who the child belonged to, she knew very well that Fang Ping'an had also done a paternity test before returning to the Fang family.

And it is precisely for this reason that she always believes that Fang Ping'an's existence is a stain on the Fang family.

No matter what Fang Ping'an did, she never liked it.

He never even gave Fang Ping'an a good look from beginning to end, nor did he ever say a nice word to him.

Fang Qingyan picked up the red wine in front of her, drank it in one gulp, put down the glass and said:

"It belongs to Dad and Fang Hongjun.

Fang Hongjun was not adopted.

He is our half-brother."

Fang Zhidie opened her eyes wide, her red lips slightly parted, and her hand holding the appraisal report froze in mid-air.