After severing ties, biological parents and family regretted

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jinglei picked up the torn-off family photo and looked at it quietly.

In the western restaurant, Fang Qingyan put down her phone.

Gu Baibai leaned forward and put her full body on the table, "What, your sister's phone number?"

Fang Qingyan raised her eyes and glanced at her breasts and said, "Why are you getting bigger and bigger recently?"

Gu Baibai chuckled and followed the topic: "It's not like you rubbed it too much."

Fang Qingyan spat, "Do you dare to say that no other man has played with me except me?"

Gu Baibai elegantly forked a piece of steak into his mouth.

After chewing slowly, he picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "Men are also very useful.

At least their hands are a lot rougher than yours.

I just like how hard they knead it, it’s very refreshing. "

Fang Qingyan cursed softly, "You little slut, wait and see how I deal with you when you get back."

Gu Baibai chuckled lightly, "I'm afraid of you! Come on, call me husband and listen..."

Fang Qingyan gouged out her eyes and said, "You will die in my hands sooner or later."

"Tsk, who knows?

I bought a new set of clothes for you to wear tonight..."

***

Another four days passed.

Accompanied by Chen Shaohua and his wife, and under the scorching eyes of the professors at Beijing University, he filled out his application readily.

I received a pretty high scholarship, and the admissions teacher provided me with very good conditions.

It was also the school he wanted to go to, so he didn't make any pretense and just signed the contract and that was it.

After filling out the application form and sitting in Chen Shaohua's car to go home, he proposed to buy an off-road vehicle for his two parents who had worked hard for most of their lives.

Liu Qing was the first to disagree.

She also hoped that Fang Pingan would keep the money for future emergencies.

Chen Shaohua said he didn't want to change his car, but he wanted him to learn how to drive on his own so that he wouldn't have time to practice driving after he goes to college.

Fang Pingan readily agreed.

In accordance with national practice, he agreed to give a speech to the teachers and students of the school...

He is on top and his classmates are on the bottom.

When Fang Pingan was giving a speech at school, he looked at his classmates and parents below.

The whispers and expressions of realization below made him feel strange.

The leaders sitting on the rostrum and himself could clearly hear the whispers below.

"He is Fang Pingan! He looks quite handsome."

"Great God!"

"I've seen this guy many times in the cafeteria. He seems to be very unsociable."

"I've seen it too. It seems that my family is quite poor. I don't have much other impressions."

"Damn it, this guy was always at the top of his grade for three years in high school. I never noticed who he was, I just knew his name."

"This kind of academic master is really incomparable."

"..."

Although this sound is not loud, it is not small either.

He believed that the leader sitting behind him could hear it at this time.

Fang Ping'an looked at the various expressions and eyes below, and he always felt a little awkward.

Before returning to Fang's house in the third year of junior high school, he was just like other children.

Chen Shaohua and his wife were very kind to him, and he was once a cheerful and lively person.

But during that year, he not only had to face the pressure of the high school entrance examination, but also the indifference of the Fang family.

At that time, he had just met his biological parents and faced a luxury he had never seen before. He felt inferior, sensitive and timid in his heart.

Ordinarily, based on his high school entrance examination scores, there would be no problem at all in the first grade of high school.

But at that time, Fang Hongjun was probably so spoiled that he cried and made a fuss, but Zhao Wei said she didn't want the two children to be together.

To prevent her precious son Fang Hongjun from being affected.

This led to Fang Ping'an going directly to the local middle school.

After entering high school, Fang Hongjun seemed to be a completely different person. He started working hard and his grades were getting better and better.

I don’t know if it was Qin Bailian who gave him the advice.

Fang Pingan is not very clear about these.

All he knew was that over the course of four years, he became more and more silent.

The Fang family has a lot of rules. The three sisters and the fourth sister who came back from vacation either treat him as air, or they are picky...

In addition, Fang Hongjun's "Brother Ping'an" kept framed up behind his back, and his mother Zhao Wei was completely incompatible with each other, which made Fang Ping'an feel completely depressed.

In the past four years, he had been suppressed by the Fang family's strict requirements and had almost no friends in school.

You have to go home after school, and it is impossible to leave the Fang family villa on weekends unless told in advance.

There is so much to do.

There is a servant at home, but he does a lot of chores.

The funny thing is that the Fang family has never been to the parent-teacher conference in the past few years.

If he hadn't gotten good grades, he doesn't know what he would have been scolded by the teacher.

And his classmates had no idea about his family situation.

If he hadn't died once, he would have been just like in his previous life, unable to bear it any longer until he was abandoned by his family in that dirty warehouse again.

Memories are a strange thing that allow you to do things at the moment without affecting your random thoughts.

Now, he stood in front of the microphone and read his manuscript. He had no sense of joy or honor in his heart. He just hoped that this would end soon.

Whether it was a look of suspicion or a look of envy and hatred, it made no difference to him.

After spending fifteen years getting familiar with the life schedule and work rhythm of wealthy bosses, he always felt that all of the people below were targets for the rich.

He just wanted to end it as soon as possible and prepare for the upcoming college life.

He wanted to leave the city where the Fang family lived and live a life that he could not imagine in his previous life.

***

"Miss Fang, this is the appraisal report."

Fang Jinglei was already desperate.

This is the last appraisal report.

The previous two copies had given her answers, but she still didn't give up.

Looking at the conclusion of the appraisal report, her eyes felt dark again.

"Thanks……"

The words of thanks also sound very feeble.

When she got back to the car, she didn't start the car and leave.

"Woo...why is this happening?"

"Why!"

"What should I do...wuwu..."

The second young lady of the Fang family, a well-known screenwriter, was sitting in her sports car, crying quietly.

Make sure both parties are related by blood.

These simple words will turn into meteorites falling from the sky, smashing everything in the Fang family into pieces.

She couldn't imagine what the consequences would be when these three reports were placed in front of her mother.

It is even more unimaginable what would happen if the media knew what happened to Fang Pingan.

She regretted it.

The irritation and indignation a week ago, and the persistence when facing the eldest sister, now seem to be a joke.

When she considered the whole thing from her eldest sister's perspective, she hesitated.

She thought she was usually calm, but now she felt a trace of hatred towards Ping An again.

Why are you telling me this?

Do you have to watch the Fang family fall apart to be happy?

Did you already see such consequences when you proposed severing the relationship?

She cried in the car for a long time, and only after her mood slowly calmed down did she touch up her makeup.

Fang Pingan's number was displayed on her phone, but she just didn't have the courage to dial it.