After severing ties, biological parents and family regretted

Chen Shaohua quickly made the bed, and he was also sweating from the heat.

Fang Ping'an couldn't help, so he could only watch him finish his work before speaking, Dad, let's go, I'll go back with you.

Li Hongzhong, I’m sorry to trouble you.

When the other roommates arrive, tell them that I won't be coming back to sleep for the time being because of my leg problem.

When will the plaster be removed before I can live on campus again?

But this bed is mine.

The fat man nodded, then took out his cell phone and said, How about adding a WeChat message? This way I can tell you if I have anything.

The two added WeChat. Fang Pingan's WeChat name is his real name, and his profile picture is also a selfie.

The Fat Man side is interesting. It’s a fat hippopotamus with a simple name: Fat Man.

Fang Pingan made a note of Li Hongzhong.

Goodbye, uncle. The fat man said very well.

Chen Shaohua said goodbye to him with a smile, and then left with Fang Pingan.

Chen Shaojie had already informed the school that there was no need for the two of them to go to any school leaders or student leaders to apply for not participating in military training.

Following his godfather, he met with the hospital leaders that Chen Shaojie contacted, and Fang Ping'an confirmed that the next monthly checkup would be here.

After school starts, in addition to meeting new students and getting to know their teachers and counselors, there is also military training.

After estimating the time, Fang Ping'an would have to wait at least a month before the cast on his leg was removed after the military training.

He will stay in a hotel for the next two months.

I am more than satisfied with the hotel arranged by my third uncle, Fang Pingan.

There is a business suite with dedicated cleaning staff and help with washing clothes. He only needs to stay here until the plaster is removed and he can go back to school.

After everything was done, the godfather returned to Yuncheng.

Since agreeing to return to the Chen family, Chen Shaohua knows exactly what he should do.

The once genius has been in the dust for nearly twenty years.

Now, he is only in his early forties, which is the best time to take over the family.

But he also knew that it would take at least a year to successfully take over.

Before that, he could only follow Lao San and learn and learn again.

As for the relationship between his father and his wife, he has seen the apology in his father's eyes...

Country M.

Qin Bailian was busy in the kitchen.

Instead of hiring a nanny, she did everything herself.

Fang Hongjun's temper was not very good during this period.

She doesn't understand.

He has obviously recovered well, and now it is almost impossible to tell what is wrong with his body, but his son's temper seems to be getting worse.

Although the hair has grown out, it is still not long enough.

The scar on his head is still very obvious.

Since arriving here, my son has basically been unwilling to leave the house except to go to the hospital.

And her man, as always, came at the time mentioned before.

Fang Junhong was sleeping at this time.

He's been really busy lately.

Back home, apart from a few servants, only the eldest daughter and the third daughter were at home.

Moreover, these two girls didn't talk to him very much.

What's even worse is that Fang Qingyan, who could have been a great help to him, actually offered to resign from the position of group president.

He couldn't get angry either.

Can only remain silent.

He remembered clearly that when his eldest daughter, who had always been very conscientious, walked into his office that day, the expression on her face was a cold one that didn't want to get close.

Although she said nothing more than work, he knew why.

He has not seen his daughter since the day after he submitted his resignation.

He was so busy that he had to fly for more than ten hours to the other side of the ocean to deal with his son's affairs.

Not to mention, I received a call from Fang Junyi before.

The good mood of seeing Alian and her son was completely ruined.

…

Qin Bailian is very good at making soup.

Men like to drink the soup she makes.

When the meal was ready, she took off her apron and went upstairs to her room, planning to wake the man up and come down to eat.

As she passed her son's room, she overheard her son's voice on the phone.

...Okay, I get it.

Let’s talk about this later.

There was nothing I could do in a short period of time.

…

I'm in fucking country M.

Come to me if you have the ability!

...After all this time, how the hell have I ever lied to you!

It's you, how many people are you looking for?

Twice!

Xue San, twice.

When the hell did you do it?

…

Get lost.

From now on, no matter what happens, don’t fucking contact me!

Then there was the sound of furniture.

Apparently the son kicked the furniture.

She quickly walked lightly, walked to her bedroom, opened the door and walked in.

The man on the bed was sleeping deeply.

But you still have to eat when you need to eat.

She pushed the man's shoulder lightly.

Fang Junhong woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and looked around, then looked at her.

Junhong, get up and eat.

You've been asleep for six hours...

It's time to get up.

After the man tidied up and took a shower, she handed him a change of clothes, then left the bedroom, turned around and knocked on the door of her son's room.

Hongjun, Hongjun, go downstairs for dinner.

After saying that, she went straight downstairs.

Didn't wait too long at the door.

When he reached the stairs, he looked back and saw the man standing at his son's door without moving.

Soon, the door opened.

Fang Junhong raised his chin, Wait a moment, I have something to tell you.

Alian, you go down first.

Qin Bailian nodded and went downstairs to prepare the dining table.

Fang Hongjun took a few steps back to open the door.

Fang Junhong walked in and closed the door.

Sit down, he pointed to the sofa.

Fang Hongjun was obedient, sitting on the sofa and looking at him without saying a word.

Fang Junhong took out a cigarette and lit one, and lit it up in Fang Hongjun's surprised eyes.

Aren't you a non-smoker?

I've been under too much pressure recently. Fang Junhong blew out a puff of smoke, This is the first time you and I have spoken since you were injured...

He squinted at his calm-looking son.

Did you arrange Fang Ping'an's car accident?

Fang Hongjun's eyes flashed with fierceness, It's a pity I didn't kill him!

Fang Junhong pinched his eyebrows and said, Stop it.

The Fang family in the capital has spoken.

During the four years of college, you two brothers can't do anything to each other.

Who will have the right to speak to the Fang family in Yuncheng from now on depends on your future achievements...

Fang Hongjun snorted disdainfully, The Fang family in Yuncheng, when will it be the turn of the Fang family in Beijing to point fingers.

Has the company’s major shareholder changed?

Fang Junhong shook his head, That's not true.

But this possibility is not ruled out.

Hongjun, from a family perspective, there is no problem as long as you are my son.

As for you two, your status is not important at all.

If I want to break away from the Fang family in the capital, I need you to be outstanding, preferably better than all the next generations of the Fang family in the capital.

You shouldn't just focus on Fang Pingan, as it seems too small.

So don't dwell on this anymore.

... If a family wants to prosper, it must have an endless supply of talents.

Both you and Ping An can be said to be future talents.

Appropriate competition is allowed...

Fang Junhong considered his words.

“But excessive things are not allowed.

You have to know that although I am the major shareholder, there is also the Zhao family in the capital.

If they sell off their shares... you should know the consequences.