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

Watching the little baby laugh, watching him cry, watching him stagger towards me, and then stumble into my arms.

The feeling of happiness and satisfaction made her almost forget that she had lost her own son.

I couldn't help but pour all my emotions into it.

This is the most fundamental reason why she is extremely partial to Fang Hongjun.

Ever since Fang Ping'an returned home, she always felt that this child was out of tune with the family.

There is no joy of regaining what was lost.

Some are just all kinds of dislikes.

After Fang Ping'an came back, the first thing she thought of was not that her son had returned.

Fang Hongjun is so sensitive and well-behaved.

Fang Ping'an looked at himself and his family with those bright eyes again.

She was worried that Fang Hongjun would be hurt.

Whenever Hongjun said that Ping'an bullied him, she had no other thoughts except to blindly believe him and comfort him immediately.

Zhao Wei sat on the sofa and watched Fang Jinglei help pack her luggage.

Before she knew it, she realized she had so many clothes and luggage.

There's an entire room just for clothes and shoes.

Taking them all away is simply unrealistic.

I could only pick some myself.

After she finished her work and looked at the huge suitcases, she suddenly remembered that when she left Ping An, she only carried a schoolbag...

Her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry again.

Fang Jinglei walked over and sat next to her.

"Mom, have you been to Ping'an's room?"

Zhao Wei was stunned.

Yes, it’s been four years since my son came back, but I don’t think I’ve ever been to his room.

I'm not sure whether he lives well or not.

She shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Fang Jinglei sighed, "He doesn't have so many clothes and shoes.

A simple wardrobe couldn't hold all his things.

He didn't take away the clothes and shoes that were given to him when he first arrived.

When Ping An left, he took nothing with him.

She handed something over, Zhao Wei took it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

Tears flowed like a spring.

"This is what I saw in his room after he left," Fang Jinglei said faintly, "but his name isn't on it. He tore it off himself."

"Wow... Leilei, do you also feel... Wow... that Mom is bad..."

"No, Mom." Fang Jinglei shook her head.

“You are the best mom.

It’s just that you, like us, don’t consider Ping An as your own.

In your eyes, we sisters and Fang Hongjun are all your children.

Except for peace..."

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand.

"Mom, I thought about it carefully later.

Ping An did nothing wrong, we were just too harsh on him.

No matter how sad or regretful we are now, Ping An is right.

In the past, we didn't want him.

Now he doesn’t want us…”

Zhao Wei was in tears and wasted tissue paper.

"I should be the first one to start to regret it, but until now, he has not forgiven me either.

He said it once, but in reality, in his eyes, I am worse than a stranger..."

Fang Jinglei pointed at the photo.

“This photo is probably the only thing he left behind.

However, he tore himself off, tore it into pieces, and threw it in the trash can.

He didn't take away any gifts given to him by anyone in the family.

Later, I packed it up and sent it to him at school, but he left it in the security room.

He doesn't want anything anymore.

Mom, do you know how much I regretted it at that time?

All the luggage in his room couldn’t even fit into a 20-inch suitcase…”

The mother and daughter sat on the sofa in silence for a long time.

Suddenly, Fang Jinglei spoke again:

"Mom, Ping An told us about Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun."

Zhao Wei: “…”

"The night he left home, he said something specifically to you.

Said Hongjun is just your adopted son.

What he meant was that Hongjun was not my father's adopted son.

My eldest sister was there when he told me.