Chapter 83
"Huo Mian? Which Huo Mian? That bastard daughter my dad had with a random woman?" Huo Yanyan, the mistress's daughter, said venomously . She was completely spoiled and disregarded everyone .
"Bastard daughter? Well, if you put it that way, your mom is also a mistress, does that mean that you are a bastard daughter, too?" Huo Siqian said with a smile, as if he was joking .
Shen Jiani's expression changed after she heard his words…
Huo Yanyan was also displeased . "Big brother, how can you compare me with her? I grew up in the Huo Family and my mother has a title . Her mother is nothing, she's just a b*tch who ran away with dad's chauffeur . "
Huo Mian only looked coldly at Huo Yanyan and said, "Those who are well educated would never speak such vulgar words . It seems like the manners of a dignified daughter of the Huo Family is subpar . "
"Are you saying that I have no manners?" Huo Yanyan was so angry she almost launched to her feet .
However, she was stopped by Shen Jiani, "Yanyan, don't cause trouble, remember where you are at right now . "
"Since you are here, let's guard the mourning hall together . Quan, give her a piece of the filial cloth . " Huo Zhenghai finally opened his mouth to speak .
"Yes, Elder Master . "
Then, the servant brought over a long, white filial cloth . Huo Mian took over the cloth and tied it to her head .
Then, she slowly kneeled down by the side of the mourning hall .
Her grandmother's portrait was in the center of the room . She looked amiable and kind .
Huo Mian felt sad, but not to the point of crying her eyes out . That would be too fake .
The members of the Huo Family would kneel for a while before taking a break . Huo Yanyan only kneeled for a moment before complaining of dizziness, and she was escorted back to the mansion .
Huo Siyi also escaped on the grounds of entertaining his friends . In the end, only Huo Mian and Huo Siqian were left in the mourning hall .
"Mian, you should rest if you are tired . You don't need to keep kneeling here . "
"I'm not tired," Huo Mian said as she burned the joss paper in the basin .
"It's almost time for dinner . You should go and wash your face . "
"I'm not hungry," Huo Mian refused once again .
Huo Siqian stared at her face silently .
After a long while, he said, "If it weren't for grandmother's death, you wouldn't have entered this house again, right?"
"Are you going to be okay doing it alone?" Jiang Hong asked .
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