After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Chapter 180

However, he is Ping An's biological father, so he wouldn't do anything to Ping An, would he? "

"I'm not sure. Besides, we can't just attack him directly.

If Ping An has a problem with me, that would be even more troublesome.”

Chen Shaojie laughed and said, "That's easy.

Leave it to Ping An to solve it himself.

Whether he swallows up the Fang family of Yuncheng or suppresses them in the future, it has nothing to do with us."

He seemed to have thought of something and knocked on the table, "Oh right. I arranged two bodyguards for Huihui, but they are just for secret protection.

This is what Dad meant.

There are few girls in our family, and he pays special attention to each of them.

As for whether he has other arrangements, I don’t know.

Go back and tell Huihui, don't scare her."

"Got it. Tell her about it later. Send me a photo of the bodyguard."

"Second brother, you don't have any enemies in Yuncheng, right?"

"If you have nothing to say, I'll go back.

There is still a lot of information to look at, and I don’t have time to waste on you.”

"Haha, you figured it out!

Xiaolong, I will ask him to come back within a week, and then I will leave him to you to take care of him. I can't take care of him anymore.

In addition, after Brother Tang comes back, you can no longer use them for a short period of time.

Someone has noticed his absence.”

Chen Ping'an didn't know the existence of Brother Tang or Uncle Tang.

I just know that someone took care of it.

The news of Fang Hongjun's death was told to him personally by his physiologist father Fang Junhong.

A fire destroyed the entire house and the two bodies were unrecognizable.

The only conclusion that can be drawn is that there is a man and a woman, one old and one young. This is the conclusion given by the forensic doctor.

As for the murderer, there is no clue.

Chen Ping'an met Fang Junhong in Qiao Bo's office.

It’s Wednesday, the second week of school, and there are classes all day.

In the morning, I take the family car to the school gate and then go directly to the classroom for class.

I ate in the school cafeteria with my roommates at noon, and went straight to class in the afternoon. Everything was exactly as expected.

In the afternoon, less than 5 minutes after class, he and several roommates were on their way back to the dormitory when they received a call from their counselor Qiao Bo.

"Fang Ping'an, no, classmate Chen Ping'an, if you have time now, can you come to my office? Your father is looking for you." Qiao Bo's voice sounded a little tired.

Chen Ping'an's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Okay, Mr. Qiao, I'll be right there."

He asked cautiously, "Uh, Mr. Qiao, he didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"Nothing, please come as soon as possible. My office is in 825, the tallest building. Please come as soon as possible."

After saying that, Qiao Bo hung up the phone.

Several people looked at him.

Chen Pingan handed his backpack to Chi Yonghao, "Sorry, the counselor called, I have to go to his office.

Could you please take my schoolbag back for me?"

Chi Yonghao and the others didn't think much about it, they just took his bag and left.

Just as he left, his phone vibrated again.

He took it out and saw that it was a text message from Qiao Bo, "Your father said that your brother died, and it might be related to you."

Chen Ping'an's pupils suddenly shrank.

enough.

This is enough!

Nothing else matters.

younger brother?

Isn’t that the sinister Fang Hongjun?

Ha, this guy is dead!

Is this what godfather meant by handling it?

Fang Hongjun died just like that?

Because he walked slowly, he had more time to think.

He remembered that his godfather said that the person who hit him was arranged by Fang Hongjun.

But Fang Hongjun was already abroad at that time, so there must be someone in the country helping him.

As for who it is, it doesn’t matter now.

I think my godfather is the one who will take over as the head of the Chen family, so there must be no problem with his methods and results.

Perhaps, the person who worked for that guy back home is already dead...

When entering the office building, Chen Pingan suddenly became curious about his own thoughts.