Chapter 241 Now I Have Tasted the Consequences, Can't You See?

$241 Zhao Wei, I regret it, really!

The snow on the roads in Beijing was cleared clean.

There was a chill in the air.

Fang Jinglei had gotten used to the climate in the north, and she even liked it a little.

The temperature in the car rose quickly after starting the car.

She slowly drove the car out of the parking lot, turned onto the main road and drove towards home.

In the rearview mirror, the Maybach followed very steadily.

She was thinking about what her father had said just now while driving.

What does it mean to come to me when there is no other way?

He came to find his mother, or to say, he really wanted to go to the Zhao family through his mother.

Since leaving Yuncheng, she thought carefully about every little thing at home in these years when she was free.

When a person is not smart enough, many things are completely unthinkable.

But if you can think of it, there may be many new questions.

For example, she had long figured out that the marriage between her father and mother was actually a business marriage.

If there is affection between the parents, it is only after the eldest sister was born.

After the birth of the others, this affection deepened.

But when Fang Hongjun was born, or when brother Pingan was born and lost, there was no affection between the father and mother.

Everything is a disguise!

It's all deception.

Fortunately, Fang Hongjun is dead, otherwise it is unknown what will happen to this Fang family that has already been in a mess.

She is almost certain that Fang Hongjun is very thoughtful, even more forbearing than all of them.

Such Fang Hongjun makes her feel scared.

She is sure that if Fang Hongjun is not dead, then it must be her brother Chen Pingan who died.

My father loves Qin Bailian more than my mother Zhao Wei, or he has no love for my mother.

My father loves Fang Hongjun more than any of them.

But now, my father obviously cannot do without the help of the Fang family in Beijing and the Zhao family of my mother's mother's family, so he came to Beijing to seek help and support, and as he said, there is no other way.

Is such a father really worthy of my mother's forgiveness?

Fang Jinglei thought of this and shook her head slightly.

No, if it were me, I would never forgive her.

…

No one came to clean the snow in the small parking lot at the entrance of the courtyard.

There is no property here. Apart from the municipal cleaning, no one even comes to clean the place.

She carefully parked the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, and then opened the door and walked out.

Before the Maybach stopped, she had already taken out the key, opened the courtyard door, and walked in.

But she didn't close the door, leaving it for her father to follow.

"Mom, I'm back, mom!" She walked up the steps, stood at the door of her mother's room and knocked.

Zhao Wei heard the knock in the room, turned down the TV and came to open the door for her.

"Come in quickly, don't let the cold wind in." Zhao Wei, wearing home clothes, called her in.

The floor heating effect in the room was pretty good.

Fang Jinglei walked into the room, took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack, changed her shoes and sat on the sofa.

"Mom, my dad is here."

Fang Jinglei had just finished speaking when she heard a knock on the door.

She stood up and opened the door without waiting for her mother to object.

Fang Junhong walked in and sat on the sofa without changing his shoes.

But then he took out a jewelry box from his coat pocket and put it on the coffee table.

"Zhao Wei, this is for you." He had a calm expression, just like when he bought jewelry for Zhao Wei before, and put it on the coffee table casually, making the children envious and admire how good he was to Zhao Wei.

After Fang Jinglei closed the door, she went straight to make tea for her father.

She didn't really want to participate, but her mother would definitely not pour tea for her father.

This kind of thing can only be done by her.

Zhao Wei stood there with her arms folded across her chest, wearing a pair of furry slippers on her feet, looking at Fang Junhong.

There was no expression on her face, no anger or disgust, just looking at Fang Junhong indifferently.

Seeing this, Fang Jinglei walked over to pick up her bag and coat, bent down and started to put on her shoes.

"I'm going back to my room. Dad, Mom, you should talk about your problems. I won't bother you anymore."

Neither Zhao Wei nor Fang Junhong spoke.

She changed her shoes and opened the door and said, "Whether you get back together or get divorced, I support you.

You don't need to consider the feelings of several of us."

After that, she walked out and closed the door.

The cool air entered her lungs, and she hurried back to her room.

…

"What are you doing here?"

Zhao Wei finally spoke in the room.

Fang Junhong used to look at her like this.

She also always thought that this was a manifestation of Fang Junhong's love for her.

But now, this kind of look can only make her feel uncomfortable, and she has to speak to break the silence between the two.

"I came to see you, and I also need your help with something."

Fang Junhong said frankly, without any embarrassment, and seemed to be as calm as before.

Zhao Wei glanced at the small box on the coffee table, "I'm fine, I don't need you to come see me.

There's nothing I can do for you, please go."

After such a long period of separation, she didn't feel that she couldn't live without this man.

Now that I think about it, the feeling that I couldn't live without this man in front of me has disappeared.

"Weiwei," Fang Junhong took a deep breath and said slowly, "The past is over.

Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun are both dead.

It's no good for you to dwell on the past.

Why don't you learn from your elder brother and second brother?"

Zhao Wei suddenly grinned, "Oh, I know, they are dead.

Good death!

It's a pity that they died twenty years later!

It would be great if they died twenty years ago!"

Fang Junhong stood up and took two steps towards Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei quickly stepped back two steps to keep the distance between them.

"I know you hate me.

I regret it, really.

Zhao Wei, in all these years, I have only done this one thing to let you down.

Apart from this, I have never done anything to let you down or the children!"

Zhao Wei's voice became a little sharp, "Isn't this one thing enough?

You cheated my family, cheated me, and cheated the children.

It's been twenty years, Fang Junhong. I was really blind to agree to marry you!"

Fang Junhong frowned slightly, but this reaction was expected. As long as he was willing to speak up, there would be a chance.

"I said I regret it too.

Now I have tasted the consequences, can't you see?

Do you know how Fang Hongjun died?"

Without waiting for Zhao Wei to ask, he continued: "It was Ping'an's adoptive father who sent people to Country M.

Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun both died at the hands of the Chen family!

This is equivalent to saying that they all died at the hands of Ping'an. Are you satisfied now?

Hongjun is my illegitimate son, and I have never denied this.

Both Hongjun and Ping'an are my sons.

Do you know that I feel good when I see Hongjun framing Ping'an?

My son, Ping'an's people killed my other son, do you think I am not sad?

Or do you really think that I brought Hongjun back to deceive you?

Isn't it because you were going crazy at the time? Without him, do you think you are still a normal person now?"