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

Fang Qingyan wanted to say something, but Fang Jinglei pulled her aside and said:

"Okay, I'm so sticky and uncomfortable, sister, why don't you go change and wash up?"

She turned around and said to Fang Hongjun, "You are our younger brother, and you have never lacked money since you were a child. It is definitely not you who took the things.

Go back to your room and take a shower."

Fang Hongjun supported Zhao Wei, "Mom, please go slowly. I will help you back to your room."

Although Fang Jinglei felt that something was not right, she didn't say anything.

She was clean and not splashed with soup.

After taking a shower, she changed into her pajamas, lit a cigarette and started reading the script.

She is a well-known screenwriter and her home is her office.

As she watched, she suddenly remembered what Fang Ping'an said when he left.

As a screenwriter, she is well aware of the beauty of words.

No matter how you understand that sentence, it has at least three meanings.

But she was not sure what Fang Ping'an wanted to express.

The more I think about it, the more irritable I become.

She simply got up, opened the door and went downstairs.

The downstairs lobby has been cleaned up.

When she walked to the door of Fang Ping'an's room, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have never been to this guy's room before.

She has not been here twice in the past four years.

The first time was when Fang Ping'an came to the Fang family.

This is the second time.

She stood outside the door, looking at the door handle and discovered something she had never noticed before.

It turned out that for the past four years, the room Fang Ping'an lived in was the servant's room, and it was the smallest one at that.

Shaking her head to get rid of these meaningless thoughts, she pushed open the door and walked in.

There was only a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a clothes hanger in the room.

The quilt on the bed was neatly folded.

There were two coats hanging on the hanger.

I opened the closet and found that all the cabinets were empty except for two pairs of jeans.

There was a shoe box in the closet, and she knew at a glance that it was a gift from her to Fang Ping'an.

When I opened it, I found that the pair of AJs had never been worn.

Fang Ping'an did not turn off the desk lamp when he left.

She suddenly remembered that Fang Ping'an was still wearing the uniform of No. 38 Middle School when he left...

Besides a few piles of completed papers, there was only a photo with part of it torn off.

Fang Jinglei looked at the photo quietly for a long time.

……

At the same time, Fang Ping'an just walked into the door of his adoptive father's apartment.

This is a small old community, and most of the people here are old neighbors who have lived here for more than ten or twenty years.

Because the floor is low, there is a strong sense of domestic strife between neighbors.

When he reached the door of room 201, he raised his hand and knocked.

The door opened and a cry of surprise rang out in the corridor.

"Brother? Why are you here?

Dad, Mom, it’s Brother Ping An who’s back! "

Fang Ping'an stopped the girl who was rushing towards him.

"Wow, Huihui, it's only been over a year since we last met, and you've grown so tall?

Uncle Chen, Aunt Liu, it’s me.”

The girl who rushed over was called Chen Shuhui, the daughter of her adoptive father Chen Shaohua and adoptive mother Liu Qing.

Chen Shuhui was born three years after she adopted him from the orphanage.

The girl now looks to be about 1.6 meters tall, and has grown a lot since the last time I saw her.

She can already be considered a beautiful young lady.

"Brother, I'm sixteen years old. I'm already 1.66 meters tall, and I can still grow!"

Chen Shuhui took his hand and walked into the house.

A middle-aged couple came out of the room.

Chen Shaohua and his wife are actually only forty-one or forty-two years old, but they look to be around fifty.

Years of hard work have made the couple look nearly ten years older than their actual age.

The two of them came forward happily.

"Ping An is here, come in and sit down."

Fang Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Uncle Chen, Aunt Liu."

Liu Qing rubbed her hands and replied, "Come on, come in quickly. Have you eaten? If not, mom will make you a bowl of noodles."

After saying that, she glanced at Fang Ping'an awkwardly and said, "Auntie will make you a bowl of noodles..."

Fang Pingan quickly said, "Yes, I haven't eaten yet. Thank you, Aunt Liu."

Liu Qing turned and went to the kitchen, wiping his eyes with his hand.

Chen Shuhui asked, "Brother, did you fight with someone?"

Fang Pingan shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. It will be fine in a few days."

Chen Shaohua looked at his face and ears again and said nothing.

Fang Ping'an looked at the man in front of him and the girl beside him, and his mood inexplicably became much calmer.

This was the home where he had lived for more than ten years.

Once upon a time, his name was Chen Pingan.

He changed his name to Fang Ping'an four years ago.

It was just the family that gave him life and his last name...

Fang Ping'an suppressed his thoughts, put down his schoolbag and looked around the room.

The furnishings in the house were no different from four years ago. Everything was the same as the year he left.

"Why are you here? Did you get wronged at the Fang family? Huihui, have you finished your homework? Go do it!"

Chen Shaohua brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of him, then glared at Chen Shuhui.

Chen Shuhui pouted, somewhat reluctantly.

"Dad, I haven't seen Brother Ping An for over a year. Can I stay for a while?"

Fang Pingan smiled and patted the girl's head. "Huihui, go do your homework first. I won't leave today."

"Really?" Chen Shuhui's eyes lit up. "You're staying at home tonight?"

Chen Shaohua was also a little stunned.

In the past four years, every time Ping'an came to visit them, he never stayed at home.

Fang Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Well, I'm not leaving. You're going to be a freshman in high school now, so you need to work hard. Go do your homework, and we'll talk after you're done."

Chen Shuhui's eyes curved, and she was obviously very happy that he could stay.

"Don't go to bed so early. I'll come find you after I finish my homework."

Fang Ping'an smiled and watched her get up, only then he noticed that the girl had indeed grown up.

She is 1.66 meters tall and looks slim, with a lot of room for growth.

Chen Shaohua took out a cigarette and lit it, then sat next to him and asked:

"Why are you here suddenly?"

Fang Ping'an didn't know how to say this.

It's inappropriate to say that you have nowhere to go.

Should I just tell him that I’m not having a good time in the Fang family, so I came back to seek comfort?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Shaohua suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, Ping'an, I told you when you were taken back that year.

Although we are not as rich as the Fang family, the door of this home is always open to you.

You are welcome back whenever you come back."

Fang Ping'an felt a warm feeling flowing through his heart and was really touched.

His adoptive parents and sister are really good to him.

He had never felt slighted in any way by the family.

"Uncle Chen, I'm fine."

He smiled and said, "I'm in my third year of high school and will take the college entrance exam next year. I heard they said my household registration is still here..."

Chen Shaohua nodded and said, "Yes, he's still at home."

"At first I wanted to move your household registration there, but your father disagreed and said we should wait a few years."

He looked at Fang Ping'an with a puzzled look and asked, "Don't they like you?"

Fang Pingan said calmly: "It's nothing, it's all in the past. I won't have anything to do with them anymore."

Chen Shaohua's expression suddenly changed.

"Your face and ears were hit by your father? What happened?

Is it the boy they originally adopted who bullied you?"

Back then, after Chen Pingan was taken away from him by the Fang family, he had specifically inquired about it.

The Fang family adopted a child who was the same age as Ping An and had four older sisters.

The arrogant look on that family's faces when they looked at the situation in this family was really infuriating.

Fang Pingan shook his head and said, "Uncle Chen, let's not talk about the past. I have nowhere to go now. I can move out when I go to college. Is that okay with you?"