"Mom, I'm not going back. Other than the fact that my surname is Huo, I have nothing to do with that family. I don't like that person either."
Huo Mien's heart was filled with hatred towards her biological father, Huo Zhenghai, who was one of the top ten richest men in the city.
That man had ignored her and her mother for years. He didn't even give them any money. It was as if he was dead.
He didn't even come to Uncle Jing's funeral. Apparently, Uncle Jing was his chauffeur for ten years.
Such an emotionless man, he did not deserve to be her father.
"Go back, I heard that your grandmother passed away." Yang Meirong's tone was a little sad.
If there was one person in the Huo Family that was nice, it would be Mrs. Huo.
She was an old lady who believed in Buddhism. She hadn't lived in the Huo Family for many years and had been praying at a temple in the south.
Huo Mien met her once. Her grandmother came to visit her with a chauffeur. She bought her pretty clothes and even gave her money.
However, her mother didn't seem to want it. That was ten years ago. At the time, Huo Mien was only a teenager.
Upon hearing that her grandmother passed away, Huo Mien's heart skipped a beat. It was an uncomfortable feeling.
"Go, don't worry about the others. Your grandmother was nice to you. She even came to visit you before. You should at least give her ten percent."
"Okay, I got it." After hesitating for a moment, Huo Mien finally nodded.
She walked to her closet and wanted to find a black shirt to wear to the funeral. Suddenly, she remembered that she had moved and didn't bring her things with her. Now, other than the white lab coat that she wore for work, she was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.
She opened the wardrobe door with melancholy and was shocked by the clothes in the wardrobe …
There were dozens of clothes. They were all new and had labels. They were all luxury brands, and each one cost at least four figures.
Dresses, jeans, T-shirts, sweaters, jackets, dresses, shawls … Everything was there …
LV, Chanel, Versace, DG, Dior, Gucci, Prada, Valentino … Everything was there …
Was he going to move a store here?
Huo Mien randomly picked up a label and looked at the size. They were all size S, just the right size for her.
Was all of this prepared by Qin Chu?
But why hadn't he told her about it before? This guy …
After recovering from the shock, Huo Mien took out a black dress from the wardrobe and put it on. It actually looked exceptionally good.
She got into a taxi and arrived at the Huo family's villa in the western suburbs 40 minutes later.
From afar, he could see many black cars parked outside. It seemed that they were all here to pay their respects …
Huo Mien slowly walked in …
"I'm sorry, please show me your invitation." The security guard at the door stopped Huo Mien.
Huo Mien had never entered this house, so the security guard naturally did not recognize her.
"I'll help grandma …" Huo Mien didn't finish his sentence.
She saw a black Maserati stop beside her and roll down the window.
Huo Siqian said to the security guard, "Let her through. She's my sister."
"Yes, Young Master."
The security guard opened the door, and Huo Mien walked straight in …
After Huo Siqian parked the car, he ran up to him. "I didn't expect you to come. I thought you didn't want to come to this house."
"Of course I don't want to come to this house. I just want to send grandma off. It has nothing to do with anyone else," Huo Mien said coldly.
"Mian, you look beautiful today." After speaking, Huo Siqian didn't wait for Huo Mien to speak and walked towards the mourning hall.
"You're crazy."
Huo Mien looked at his back and cursed. What kind of day was this? It was a day of mourning. Was this the time to praise someone's beauty?
Huo Mien always felt that Huo Siqian wasn't normal, even though he was very popular with women and had a high status in the family.
Huo Mien also walked towards the mourning hall. Everyone in the Huo family was kneeling there …
First Madam Jiang Hong, Second Madam Shen Jiani, Huo Yanyan, and Huo Siyi were all there.
In the middle was her biological father, Huo Zhenghai, whom she hadn't seen in many years.
"This is …?" Huo Zhenghai looked at Huo Mien and didn't recognize him at all.
"Dad, this is Huo Mien," Huo Siqian introduced.
Huo Zhenghai was obviously slightly surprised when he heard this …
He was the one who called Yang Meirong and asked Huo Mien to come home. However, he really didn't know that the child had grown up so quickly.
After hearing that it was Huo Mien, everyone looked over. Huo Mien just stood there quietly. There wasn't a trace of emotion on his face.
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