Chapter 381
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He Xiaoman walked out of the office with an unhappy look on her face. She had embarrassed herself in front of two teachers in a row. If she had known this would happen, she would not have come to school today.
How annoying.
The butler, who was waiting outside, noticed the change in her expression and asked her. "Madam, what's wrong?"
He Xiaoman turned to look at the butler and said angrily, "It's all that idiot's fault."
The butler was stunned. He instinctively asked her. "Is it Miss Yaoyao?"
"Don't mention her to me. She is no longer the daughter of the Lu family," said He Xiaoman impatiently before she walked out of the school.
The butler hurriedly caught up with her.
The moment He Xiaoman stepped out of No.1 Middle School, she saw her foster daughter standing by the side of the road. She was clearly waiting for someone to pick her up.
She pursed her lips. She was indeed a poor family. She could not even afford a chauffeur to pick her up.
She veered her eyes away and walked over to her Bentley, which was parked by the roadside.
The butler was one step ahead of He Xiaoman. He opened the door of the passenger seat before He Xiaoman got close.
He Xiaoman placed her hand on the door frame. Just as she was about to get in, she caught sight of a black car driving over from the corner of her eye. It stopped right in front of her foster daughter.
She instinctively raised her head to look. She was stunned when she saw the logo of the car. When she saw who was sitting in the driver's seat, her eyes widened in shock.
It was her foster daughter's biological mother.
But why was that woman driving a Rolls-Royce?
Wasn't her family so poor that they could only afford an old Volkswagen Santana?
Her eyes must be playing tricks on her!
"Madam?" asked the butler quizzically when he noticed that He Xiaoman was looking in a certain direction.
He Xiaoman suppressed the shock in her heart. Her body stiffened as she bent over and got into the car. She instinctively looked at the rearview mirror as she fastened her seatbelt.
Although she didn't see everything, she clearly saw her foster daughter sitting in the car.
He Xiaoman's mind was in a daze. Everything felt surreal.
After all, the Huo Family lived in such an old neighborhood. Even if they sold their house, they probably wouldn't be able to afford this car. So … the Huo Family had probably rented this car to put on an act at school!
If that was the case, then it was really vanity!
The car in the rearview mirror had already driven away. He Xiaoman, who came back to her senses, suddenly shook her head sarcastically and turned to the butler in the driver's seat. "Drive."
The butler glanced at He Xiaoman and asked, "Aren't we going to wait for Miss Xiaxia?"
At the mention of Lu Xia, He Xiaoman recalled how Wei Mingzhe had insulted her for no reason. She said coldly, "She didn't go to school today."
The butler was taken aback. "Huh? If she's not in school, then where is she? Do you want to call and ask? "
He Xiaoman rubbed the space between her eyebrows and said solemnly, "There's no need for that. She's an adult by herself. Does she need others to watch over her all the time? Drive home. "
Seeing this, the butler did not say anything else. He started the engine and the car quickly left the school.
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Because of the exposure of the recording on the Internet, Lu Xia was too embarrassed to go to school. She only asked for a day off from her homeroom teacher.
When she returned to the management company, she saw that the other artists in the company were looking at her strangely. Everyone's eyes were filled with mockery. The gentle and kind image that she had built up in the past had almost completely collapsed.
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