After severing ties, the biological parents regretted it

The film set was a rented villa.

The decoration was luxurious.

Fang Zhidie had gone up and down the stairs many times. She felt that her anger was accumulating and was about to explode.

She didn't dare to get angry at Ma Long, let alone the popular movie star who was the leading actress. Well, although she wanted to, and was confident that if she could get angry, it might be more effective.

But she didn't dare.

To say that this role was agreed by the second sister, so no one could take it away.

But she was not concerned about her identity as the third daughter of the Fang family, but that she must perform flawlessly in her first work in the film and television industry.

Following Ma Long's "Action!"

Fang Zhidie began to climb the stairs, her steps seemed slow but actually fast, and she began to slow down only after reaching the second floor.

Ma Long watched her posture intently.

"Dai Xinling! Who told you to touch my things!"

This time, she behaved a little better, but Ma Long did not shout the heart-shaking "Cut!"

When Fang Jinglei saw this, she suddenly remembered that she had the same attitude towards Ping An.

Arrogant, indifferent, with a hint of disgust.

After taking a puff of cigarette and exhaling it for a long time, she looked at Fang Zhidie standing at the door of the room through the rising smoke, speaking to the leading actress inside:

"It's really something from the countryside!"

Hearing this, Fang Jinglei suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the collar of her cashmere sweater, stood up, turned around and left quietly.

When she went out, she picked up her coat and bag in her hands and walked out of the gate of the villa.

Those were the lines that she had typed out word by word, and she didn't feel much when she wrote them.

But when she saw Fang Zhidie raising her chin and saying these words to the people in the room, she really couldn't stand it.

These were the words she had said to her only brother, but she put them into the lines of the character Dai Xinyan.

She didn't know why she treated Fang Ping'an, who had done nothing wrong, like that.

What kind of mentality did she have to say that her brother was a peasant?

The identity of the second young lady of the Fang family in Yuncheng was actually of no use to her.

The professional attributes had nothing to do with this identity, so where did that arrogance come from?

It hasn't snowed in Beijing yet. Although the weather is cold, it's nothing to her who has always lived in the south.

The air is dry and cool.

Standing on the steps, Fang Jinglei took a few deep puffs, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, and walked towards her car.

In the morning, she promised her mother Zhao Wei that she would go back early.

She came here just to accept the invitation of director Ma Long.

On the way back, she bought some fruits, but when she got home, she saw a car parked in the open space at the door.

A man dressed like a standard driver in a suit leaned against the car and smoked.

When he saw her car coming, he immediately put out his cigarette and stood up straight.

Fang Jinglei parked the car in confusion and got out of the car with her bag and a bag of fruits.

"Hello, Miss Fang."

The driver took the initiative to speak.

Fang Jinglei stopped and asked, "Do you... know me?"

The driver replied respectfully, "Yes, I brought Mr. Fang here."

"Mr. Fang?" Fang Jinglei felt a little bad, "My father?"

"Yes, Miss Fang."

Fang Jinglei walked towards the yard.

In addition to persuading her mother to go back with him, I don't know what other purpose her father came here today.

She didn't even go back to her room, but went directly to the wing opposite the inner courtyard, her mother's room.

The door of Zhao Wei's room was open.

The double doors opened wide at this time, silently facing her as if they wanted to swallow all her reason.

Fang Jinglei stood on the steps and listened, but she didn't hear any crying or quarreling, but her mother's low sobbing.

"Mom, I'm back."

Fang Jinglei shouted and walked over the threshold.

In the room, Zhao Wei sat in a corner of the sofa, sobbing with her head down. There were already a lot of used tissues on the coffee table and on the floor in front of her.

Sitting opposite was her father Fang Junhong.

"Leilei, you're back, help me persuade your mother."

Fang Jinglei looked at her father's slightly red eyes, and didn't know if he had been here before she came back.

What did they say?

Judging from the fact that he could deceive the whole family for nearly 20 years, Fang Jinglei no longer believed in this father.

She could support herself, so since she knew that the illegitimate son Fang Hongjun was dead, she didn't want to have any contact with her father.

"Why persuade my mother? It's not appropriate for me to interfere in the affairs of your elders."

Fang Jinglei put down the fruit and her bag, "Mom, don't cry, I bought you fruit..."

I used to think that my mother was a gentle mother, but since Ping An beat Hongjun until now, she has known very well that her mother is a soft-tempered person with no opinion.

If she couldn't resist her father's persuasion and followed him back to Yuncheng, she would not stop him.

Zhao Wei didn't say anything, lowered her head and cried, which made Fang Jinglei tired.

Fang Junhong sighed, "The company is facing too many difficulties and pressures now, and I can't support it anymore.

I don't plan to hide it from you this time.

All the berths and supporting businesses that we took back then must be returned to the government.

For this item alone, we lose more than 2 billion in revenue every year, and the net profit loss is close to 1.5 billion.

The annual net profit of the Fang family in Yuncheng is only 5 billion.

If calculated by the proportion of shares, after deducting the loss of the dock, our family only has less than 200 million per year."

Zhao Wei raised her head and looked at him, then lowered her head.

Fang Jinglei never asked about the family's financial situation, anyway, they never lacked money.

Hearing this, she didn't feel anything.

She also had a little share ratio, but she had never taken any money.

If you can't get something, you won't have expectations.

Not to mention any feeling of loss.

"Hongjun is dead, Ping'an can't come back.

The Fang family has such a big family business to maintain. If Ping'an thinks it through one day, all of this will be his.

Zhao Wei, are you willing to watch your son's property being slowly devoured?"

Fang Junhong said slowly: "I told you before and explained it to you.

It was my fault in the past. Now A Lian and Hongjun are dead, and you still don't want to go back with me. What do you want?"

Fang Jinglei sat down next to her mother without saying a word, looking at her lowered head.

To be honest, she didn't believe a word her father said now.

Seeing that they didn't respond, Fang Junhong gritted his teeth and continued: "Xue Wenyao, the son of Xue Zhuang, died because of Ping'an.

You probably don't know that Xue Zhuang once kidnapped Ping'an."

He took out his mobile phone, called up a video file, opened it and placed it on the coffee table.

Zhao Wei was finally moved.