Chapter 82

"Mom, I won't go back. I have nothing to do with that family other than my surname Huo, and I don't like that person either."

For her biological father, Huo Zhenghai, one of the city's top ten richest men, Huo Mian only had hatred in her heart.

That person ignored their mother and daughter all these years, and didn't give them any money, as if they were dead.

He didn't come to Uncle Jing's funeral back then. It is said that Uncle Jing had been his driver for ten years.

Such an impersonal man doesn't deserve to be his father.

"Go back, I heard that your grandma passed away." Yang Meirong's tone was a little sad.

If there is one good person in the Huo family, it is the old lady of the Huo family.

It was an old lady who believed in Buddhism. She hadn't lived in Huo's house for many years and had been eating fast and praying in a temple in the south.

Huo Mian met her once. It was grandma who brought the driver to see her, bought her beautiful clothes and gave her money back.

But my mother didn't seem to want it, it must have happened ten years ago, when Huo Mian was only a teenager.

Hearing that grandma had passed away, Huo Mian's heart skipped a beat. That feeling was not very comfortable.

"Go ahead, don't worry about others, your grandma is very nice to you, and even visited you once, you should give her 10% at least."

"Okay, I see." After hesitating for a moment, Huo Mian finally nodded.

Walking to the closet, I wanted to find a black dress to attend the funeral. I suddenly realized that I had moved, but I didn’t bring those things with me. Now, except for the white coat at work, I was wearing this white T-shirt and jeans. up.

He opened the closet door melancholy, and was shocked by the clothes in the closet...

There are dozens of clothes, all new, with labels, all of which are luxury brands, and each one is more than four digits.

Dresses, jeans, t-shirts, sweaters, coats, gowns, shawls, you name it...

LV, Chanel, Versace, DG, Dior, Gucci, Prada, Valentin have everything...

Is this the rhythm of moving the store?

Huo Mian randomly picked up a sign and looked at the size. They were all in size S, which happened to be the size she could wear.

Were these prepared by Qin Chu?

But why had he never told her? This guy……

After being shocked, Huo Mian chose a black dress from the closet and put it on, it turned out to be very beautiful.

After going out, I took a taxi and arrived at Huo's villa area in the western suburbs 40 minutes later.

From a distance, I saw a lot of black cars parked outside the door, it seems that they all came to mourn...

Huo Mian walked in slowly...

"I'm sorry, please show the invitation card." The security guard at the door stopped Huo Mian.

Huo Mian had never entered this house before, so the security guard naturally didn't know her.

"I'll give it to grandma..." Huo Mian hadn't finished speaking.

She saw a black Maserati pull up beside her, and the windows rolled down.

Huo Siqian said to the security guard, "Let's go, this is my sister."

"Yes, young master."

The security guard opened the door, and Huo Mian walked right in...

After Huo Siqian parked the car, he chased after him, "I really didn't expect you to come, I thought you didn't bother to enter this house."

"It's natural to be disdainful to enter this house. I just want to see grandma for the last time, and it has nothing to do with other people." Huo Mian said coldly.

"Xiao Mian, you look beautiful today." After speaking, Huo Siqian walked towards the mourning hall without waiting for Huo Mian to speak.

"Neuropathy."

Huo Mian looked at the back and scolded, what day is this? A day of mourning, is it a time to praise someone's beauty?

Huo Mian always felt that Huo Siqian was an abnormal person, even though he was very popular with women and had a lot of status in this family.

Huo Mian also walked towards the mourning hall, where everyone in the Huo family was kneeling...

First wife Jiang Hong, second wife Shen Jiani, Huo Yanyan, and Huo Siyi were all present.

In the middle was her biological father whom she hadn't seen for many years - Huo Zhenghai.

"This is...?" Huo Zhenghai looked at Huo Mian, but couldn't recognize him at all.

"Dad, this is Huo Mian." Huo Siqian introduced.

After hearing this, Huo Zhenghai was obviously slightly taken aback...

He was the one who called Yang Meirong, and he was the one who invited Huo Mian back, but he really didn't know that the child had grown up so quickly.

After hearing that it was Huo Mian, everyone looked over, but Huo Mian just stood quietly. There was no wave on his face.