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

This is not true either.

Fang Zhidie also walked over with concern and sat down next to her mother, holding her other arm.

She glared at her elder sister fiercely, expressing her dissatisfaction.

But the mother's current condition is not the right time for her to talk nonsense.

She didn't dare to offend her elder sister because her eyes were red.

In her elder sister's current state, she was sure that if she spoke casually, she would be beaten.

She could only observe her mother's expression carefully.

Zhao Wei looked at the first copy, her eyes fixed on the red seal for two full seconds, then she tore off the first page and looked at the second copy.

Her tears had already begun to fall silently, dripping onto the report.

Tick-tick.

Fang Jinglei raised her left hand to cover her mouth and silently shed tears.

After reading it all, Zhao Wei sniffed, put the report on the coffee table, wiped away her tears and gently patted her two daughters beside her.

"Let go, let Mom rest for a while.

Leilei, I'm going to sleep here for a while, please don't disturb me."

Fang Qingyan's tears fell. She watched her mother Zhao Wei stand up tremblingly and walk towards the bedroom with the support of Fang Zhidie.

Fang Jinglei bent down to pick up the report that fell on the carpet, stood up and walked to the side to put it on the table, then turned around and hugged Fang Qingyan.

She put her chin on her elder sister's shoulder, and soon her tears wet Fang Qingyan's shoulders.

Almost immediately, she felt a heat on her shoulder.

It was the eldest sister's tears that wet her clothes.

Fang Zhidie helped her mother into the bedroom, touched and lifted the quilt, and helped her mother sit down.

She bent down to help Zhao Wei take off her shoes and helped her lie down.

Zhao Wei then turned sideways with her back to her.

After Fang Zhidie covered her with the quilt, she left the bedroom without saying a word and closed the door gently.

In front of me, the eldest sister and the second sister were hugging each other. Both of them were crying, but they were suppressing their cries.

I was afraid of disturbing my mother who was lying in the bedroom.

Fang Zhidie wiped her eyes and was about to open her mouth to accuse someone when she heard a suppressed cry coming from the bedroom behind her.

“Ah… wuwu…”

Heartbreaking.

This was the first time the sisters had heard such sad cries.

On weekdays, Zhao Wei would only cry occasionally when Fang Ping'an came back home.

The last few times I cried were because of Fang Ping'an and Fang Hongjun.

But at this moment, the mother in the bedroom was crying for herself.

Perhaps, this was the first time she cried for herself.

Fang Zhidie shut up and stood at the bedroom door, covering her mouth with her hands and tears of sadness kept flowing down her face.

Fang Jinglei and Fang Qingyan hugged each other and cried, Fang Zhidie cried at the bedroom door, and her mother cried in the bedroom.

This is the scene where everyone is crying.

Fang Zhidie walked to the sofa, wiped her tears, picked up the bottle of wine without using a glass, and drank several sips directly from the bottle.

She looked at her two sisters still hugging each other, and she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

She stood up and walked over to them, cursing in a low voice through gritted teeth:

"Why are you crying? Are you satisfied now?

Is this what you want?"

Her voice was not loud, but the two of them could hear it clearly.

Fang Qingyan let go of her second sister and turned to look at her with a tearful face.

"You think I want this?

Mom is even sadder than us.

But do you want this matter to be exposed again at Fang Hongjun’s coming-of-age party?

By then, the house will be full of guests. Do you want the Fang family to lose all their face?"

Fang Jinglei took the tissue paper and tore off a few pieces to give to them.

"Now is not the time to quarrel, Zhidie, don't blame me.

If you want to blame someone, blame my dad..."

Fang Zhidie snorted, took the paper and blew her nose, then returned to the sofa and sat down.

Fang Qingyan followed and sat down. She also picked up the bottle, blew twice, and wiped her mouth.