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

Things should be discussed face to face. There is no point in talking on the phone.

"Is Fang Hongjun sick?" he asked simply.

"Well," Fang Junhong didn't want to explain too much, "He was beaten and has some bruises on his head. I'll take him abroad for treatment in a few days."

Fang Junyi didn't expect it to be so serious. "Okay, come over tomorrow morning and have breakfast together."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Junhong silently found a hotel close to the Fang family's old house and checked in.

After taking a shower, he called Qin Bailian.

"Alian, how is Hongjun now?"

Qin Bailian has been in tears these days, eating and sleeping in the hospital ward. She doesn't want to leave her son for even a minute.

"I just came out of the hyperbaric oxygen chamber." Qin Bailian spoke with a heavy nasal tone, "That bastard Fang Ping'an, I won't let him go...

My Hongjun, now he can’t even call me mom, wuwuwuwu…”

Fang Junhong just felt overwhelmed.

“Okay, stop crying.

I didn't tell you before I left, but the reason I came to Beijing this time was because Zhao Wei already knew Hongjun's identity, and she also knew about your existence.

I don't know what evidence they have now, but this matter has already been reported to my eldest brother.

It was my elder brother who asked me to come..."

Qin Bailian stopped crying immediately and asked nervously, "How did that bitch know?

Junhong, what should we do? "

Fang Junhong sighed, "It's okay, I just wanted to tell you in advance.

You know my elder brother's temper.

This time, I’m afraid I’ll be seriously injured…”

Qin Bailian thought of the equally handsome and cold-faced young man from more than 20 years ago.

All she could think of was that pair of cold and sharp eyes, as if they could see through all her disguises at a glance.

"Brother...what will your brother do?

Me, Junhong, what is he going to do with me?"

Suddenly she started crying again.

"It's all your fault. It's all your fault.

If you had been able to withstand the pressure from your family back then, I wouldn't have had to follow you without any status for so many years.

And now Hongjun has become like this... wuwuwu...

Fang Junhong, you are such a heartless person. For you to carry on the family line, I had so many miscarriages and still risked my life to give birth to Hongjun for you..."

"Enough," Fang Junhong shouted in a low voice, startling Qin Bailian.

“You should be very clear about what happened back then.

Your Qin family has been defeated.

Don’t you know who my father and brother are?

If I leave the Fang family, I am not afraid of hardship. Can you, my eldest daughter of the Qin family?

Can you come with me to set up a stall or to farm with me?

If you hadn't married Zhao Wei, would you be living your current life?

Without the support of the Zhao family, would my father agree to invest in us?

If I had taken you away back then, do you know how many years it would have taken to reach the heights we have now?

I tell you, think clearly about who is supporting you.

Have you earned a penny in all these years?"

Fang Junhong's voice involuntarily became much louder.

"If I hadn't voluntarily admitted defeat and given up the position of successor to the head of the family, would I have survived until now?

I'm afraid he has been locked up at some construction site for a long time.

I'm not afraid to tell you that Hongjun was beaten like this because of Fang Ping'an.

If Hongjun hadn't had the idea of ​​killing Fang Ping'an, the result wouldn't be like this.

Those two people brought drugs with them. Wasn’t it your good son who ordered them to kidnap Ping An?

Do you think Fang Ping'an would have a good ending if they really succeeded?

Do you really think your son is a good person?

On weekdays, I don’t pay much attention to him and let Zhao Wei take care of him.

I wonder if his current temper is due to the idea you instilled in him to kill my other son."

Qin Bailian was so frightened by his roar that she dared not say a word.

Fang Junhong lowered his voice again and said:

"Alian, if I didn't really love you, would I have stayed with you all these years?