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

Huo Shijun smiled, raised her head and looked at her elder brother and said, "Brother, do women really have no status in the Huo family?"

Huo Xiuzhu shook his head and looked at his sister seriously for the first time, "Shiyun, when outsiders look at us family members, they feel envy, jealousy, and fear.

But they don’t know how much we have paid, let alone how much we have shouldered.”

He smiled and said, “Even within the family, it’s the same.

They are afraid of me, envious and jealous of me, but they only see that I am enjoying the benefits brought by status and power. They selectively ignore the responsibilities and sacrifices I have made.

You should know why.

Father, no, the head of the family won’t read that much.

He only cares about whether I am worthy or not.

I know what you hate.

But look at me again..."

He pointed at his nose, smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think that I, Big Brother, married Jiang Xiaoli because I wanted to?

Do you think that I, the candidate for the head of the family, have more freedom than you?"

Huo Shijun was stunned.

Huo Xiuzhu continued, "Wasn't I also taken out by my family for an arranged marriage?

How am I better than you?"

Huo Shijun stared at him blankly, then suddenly sighed, "I know. I'll call him and tell him, but he won't listen, so I can't guarantee it."

"can."

"Brother, have you ever thought that once this call is made, the distance between him and me will be even greater than before the call."

"I know. If you want to go to Vienna, I won't stop you, but you still have to make this call.

Your father won't stop you from going to Vienna. I can even help you with the school procedures, including those in Austria.

Donate 10 million worth of Chinese books, or cash. I can help you with this."

When Huo Shijun heard this, she suddenly laughed.

Suddenly I understood why each of us was given 2500 million.

It turns out that it’s just a transaction!

Chen Pingan, have I, Huo Shijun, never caught your eye?

……

Chen Ping'an arrived in Beijing at around 4 p.m. Knowing that there was no one at home except the servants, he did not go home but stayed in a hotel with four bodyguards.

Relying on his terrifying memory, he took a taxi directly to the old man's courtyard.

It was drizzling and the temperature was very comfortable.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Chen Ping'an was about to get off the car when his cell phone rang.

He answered the phone, listened quietly, and said only one sentence, "I know, just keep watching."

After hanging up the phone, he calmly walked forward with the tea he brought and knocked on the gate.

The person who opened the door was a young man, and Chen Pingan knew at first glance that he was a bodyguard.

"I'm Chen Ping'an, I'm here to see my grandfather, please tell me."

The young man smiled and said, "I know. Please come in. The old man knew you might come, so he said hello."

Just go in directly, the two old men are drinking tea and listening to opera."

Chen Ping'an nodded, stepped over the threshold and walked into the yard.

Roast Chicken and the others naturally followed the young man to rest.

After walking around the screen wall and entering the second door, I could hear the faint sounds of Peking Opera.

From a distance, the old man of the Chen family and the housekeeper Zhao were sitting on the corridor. In front of them was an iron stove with water boiling on it.

There was a small round table between the two of them, with a teapot and teacups on it.

There was a little puppy lying on a rag doll at his feet. When it heard his voice, it got up and looked at him, wagging its little tail.

Chen Pingan was somewhat envious of such a life, but he knew it was still too early. It would probably take at least another thirty years before he could have a rest like this.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Zhao, I'm here to see you." He walked over and greeted politely.

Butler Zhao frowned at him, stood up and said, "Master Ping'an is here, wait for me to get you a chair."