The two of them pushed open the door and entered the house. Fang Zhitong slowed down her footsteps and turned around to look at him: "My parents still remember you, especially my mother, she always talks about you." Li Rui laughed: "Is that so? Why would she talk about me?" Fang Zhitong did not reply. She turned around and walked through the courtyard. She walked to the door of the north house and signaled him to go in first.
Under the light of the door lamp, Li Rui saw that her face was red as if she had drunk wine. In this blurred night, she looked even more charming. She looked like a bride waiting for her husband to take care of her. Just looking at her made his heart skip a beat. Being stared at by him, Fang Zhitong shyly lowered her head, but her delicate ears were exposed, and the base of her ears was also bright red …
Li Rui smiled and walked into the house. As soon as he entered the house, the smile on his face froze. He was stunned. He saw Fang Zhitong's father, Fang Shuan, standing in the living room with red and swollen eyes. He looked sad and dispirited. Fang Shuan's mother stood beside him with a sad face. On the sofa sat a man and a woman. The man was in his forties, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He looked gentle and refined. He wore a pair of glasses and had the temperament of an academic professor. The woman was in her mid-thirties. She had short hair and a neat face. She was also dressed in a suit and looked very professional. There were only four people in the house, but none of them looked like the person who was rejected by Fang Zhitong.
When the four people in the house saw him suddenly enter the house, they were slightly stunned and looked at him. Fang Shuan recognized him and was a little surprised. Fang Shuan's mother was pleasantly surprised. She greeted him and said: "Director Li, you haven't been here for a long time. I was wondering if you and Zhitong … Haha, come sit sit, I'll make you some tea!"
Li Rui was warmly welcomed by her. He suddenly had an illusion that she was treating him as her future son-in-law. That kind of eagerness and eagerness was like treating a son-in-law. He smiled and said: "Auntie, you don't have to be so polite. I … I won't sit."
At this time, Fang Zhitong had also entered the room. Seeing that the person she expected was not there, but instead there were two strangers, she was surprised and curious. She stared blankly at the man and woman, unable to say a word.
When the woman sitting on the sofa saw her return, she stood up and said, "This is … Zhitong, right?" Fang Zhitong looked at her blankly and said, "I am, but you are?" That woman gave her a courteous smile and then sternly said, "Miss Zhitong, I am your father's personal lawyer. I have specially come from Beijing to Green Sun City to explain your father's inheritance and bring you back to Beijing to complete the relevant procedures …" Fang Zhitong did not understand what she was saying. She waved her hand and said, "Wait a moment …" She then looked at her father and said, "Father, this … what is this? What inheritance? What inheritance? Aren't you doing fine? Why did you suddenly mention inheritance? Also, why go to Beijing … "
When Fang Shuan heard this, he waved at her with a distressed expression and said, "Girl, you … come with me. I have something to tell you." Fang Zhitong obediently walked in front of him. She seemed to have understood what had happened. She looked at him with a hesitant expression and said, "Father, what happened? What is going on? I don't understand at all. "
Fang Shuan shook his head bitterly. He took her hand and led her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Li Rui stared blankly at the door where the father and daughter had disappeared for a long time. He turned to look at the female lawyer and finally at Mother Fang with an inquiring look.
Mother Fang understood the look in his eyes but did not explain. She sighed and said, "Director Li, have a seat. I'll get you some water."
Li Rui was offered a seat on the single-seater sofa. Then, a cup of tea appeared in his hand. However, the atmosphere in the room was too heavy and gloomy. There was even a hint of sadness. He was not in the mood to drink tea.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Fang Shuan walked out of the bedroom. Fang Zhitong did not follow him out, but the sound of her crying could be heard from inside. Fang Shuan's eyes were red, and there seemed to be traces of tears on his face.
When Li Rui heard Fang Zhitong's crying, his heart tightened. He got up and walked over to Fang Shuan and asked, "Uncle, what happened to Zhitong?" Fang Shuan sighed bitterly. "Go in and see her. Comfort her …"
Mother Fang added, "That's right, Director Li. Go in and comfort her. She listens to you the most."
Li Rui replied with an "Oh." His heart was filled with bewilderment as he walked into the bedroom. When he entered, he saw Fang Zhitong sitting by the bed and crying. Her face was covered in tears, and her expression was miserable. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her. He quickly walked over to her side and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Xiao Fang, what happened?"
Fang Zhitong continued to cry and ignored him.
Li Rui sat beside her. Seeing that she was crying so miserably, he couldn't help but grab her hand and hold it tightly. He said softly, "What happened? Tell me. Don't worry. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side and support you. "
Fang Zhitong looked at him with teary eyes. She wanted to say something, but she stopped.
Li Rui gently held her shoulder and asked in a gentle voice, "What exactly happened? Tell me. Don't cry first … "
It would have been better if he did not say this. When he said this, Fang Zhitong cried even harder. Li Rui hurriedly patted her back to comfort her and said comforting words. Fang Zhitong cried and cried until she slowly leaned on him. She was sobbing so hard that she could not speak. Li Rui's heart ached when he saw this. His big hand slipped from her shoulder and hugged her tightly. Fang Zhitong threw herself at his side and hugged him. She cried loudly. Li Rui did not know what was going on, but he did not ask again. He only hugged her tightly and comforted her in a soft voice. After five or six minutes, Fang Zhitong's cries slowly stopped.
Li Rui took the opportunity to ask, "What happened? Tell me." Fang Zhitong sobbed, "My father passed away!" Li Rui shivered when he heard this. He wondered if this girl had gone crazy. Her father, Fang Shuan, was standing right outside the house. How could he have died? He said, "You … stop fooling around. Uncle Fang was standing right outside. How could he have passed away?" Fang Zhitong cried and said, "It's my biological father. I just found out that my father is my adoptive father. I wasn't even born by him." Li Rui was shocked and cried out involuntarily, "It can't be?!"
Fang Zhitong sobbed as she told him the whole story.
It turned out that Fang Shuan had an older sister (the aunt who introduced Fang Zhitong to a boyfriend) and an older brother. The older brother was called Fang Boyan. When he was young, he showed talent in painting. Later on, he was admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts in Beijing. He studied Chinese painting under a famous master in the country. He had the talent and was hardworking in his studies. With the support of his mentor, his results were naturally outstanding. A few years after graduation, he made a name for himself in the country's calligraphy and painting world. He became one of the youngest Chinese painting masters in the country since the founding of the country. After that, he was retained by the school to teach and became the youngest professor in the school. From then on, he became successful and famous.
Fang Boyan's career was smooth sailing, but he did not have children. His first child was a girl, and he wanted a son to inherit his career. Therefore, he did not like this girl very much. Coincidentally, his younger brother, Fang Shuan, was born with a reproductive disease and could not reproduce. He discussed it with Fang Shuan and finally decided to let his younger brother adopt the girl. He would find a way to have a second son. The girl adopted by Fang Shuan was, of course, Fang Zhitong.
Logically speaking, if Fang Boyan gave Fang Zhitong to his younger brother, it meant that they were no longer father and daughter. He had no obligation to raise Fang Zhitong. However, he was a good person. After giving his biological daughter to his younger brother, he did not forget to give his younger brother a yearly maintenance fee. Of course, he did not lack money. As a famous Chinese painting master, the price of each painting was calculated by the foot. The price of one painting was equivalent to decades or even hundreds of years of maintenance fees. In the first few years, Fang Shuan accepted his money. Later, he was too embarrassed to accept it and simply refused. He told Fang Boyan bluntly, "She's already my daughter. Why do I need you to pay for her? Can't I afford it?"
When Fang Boyan heard that, he did not pay any more money. Since then, he was busy with his career and development and did not pay attention to Fang Shuan. Fang Shuan was also born with pride. He did not want to take advantage of his brother, a Chinese painting master, and did not want to be seen as a social climber. He rarely went to Beijing. As a result, the relationship between the two families slowly became cold. In the end, they did not contact each other for more than ten years. Fang Zhitong had only heard of this uncle. His family was in Beijing, but she had never seen him. She also never knew that the famous Chinese painting master, Fang Boyan, was her "uncle."
After Fang Boyan adopted Fang Zhitong, he had a son for his second child. He loved him like a treasure and raised him with all his heart. In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed. His son had grown up and completed his studies. Fang Boyan had many titles on his head. He was the vice-director of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, the honorary president of the China Painting and Calligraphy Association, and the chairman of the China Painter Union. He was already an important figure in the Chinese painting and calligraphy world. A family of three. They had status, status, and connections. As for houses, money, and cars, they were a typical example of a new upper-class noble.
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