Chapter 182

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the centennial celebration of Han's family was ended by the master of ceremonies. The guests began to walk outside. Wang Xiaoman, who just got out of the elevator and talked with yilanyou and others, looked into the lobby of the hotel. His face suddenly smothered and his heart beat seemed to be in a disordered rhythm.

"Xiaoman?" Zhang Ya saw Wang Xiaoman didn't go forward, so she stopped to look at her curiously.

Wang Xiaoman felt his throat tighten suddenly and ran out.

"Xiaoman?" Seeing Wang Xiaoman running out, yilanyou and Zhang Ya looked at each other and hurriedly followed. What happened?

"Dad?" Wang Xiaoman looks at a middle-aged man with a paunch walking in front of him.

Is it him? Is that him? Wang Xiaoman is not sure. She hasn't seen him for a long time. Since he took all the money from his family and ran away with Xiao San, Wang Xiaoman has only seen him in the remaining photos of several zhangjias.

The magnificent hotel lobby, red carpet paving, waiters on both sides are dressed in tuxedos, melodious concertos are majestic and steady, the 18th century European style wall paintings on the surrounding walls are lifelike, and the men and women are all dressed in Western clothes, while the women are all expensive fashions, which are different from Wang Xiaoman who is wearing a sports suit.

The man who was stopped looked back at Wang Xiaoman. When he saw Wang Xiaoman's dress, he was stunned. Then he stopped his eyes on Wang Xiaoman's face and looked at her eyebrows. After a while, he said, "Xiaoman?"

"You..." Her lips were trembling. Wang Xiaoman felt that her voice was dry. It seemed that it was difficult for her to make a sound. She wanted to ask why he had abandoned her and her mother. She wanted to ask how he had been these years. She wanted to ask him Before he could say what he wanted to say, Wang Xiaoman was abruptly interrupted by the other side.

"Why are you here?" A man never thought he would see Wang Xiaoman in such a place.

"I......" Wang Xiaoman still finds it difficult to speak: "I'm here..."

"Come on, I see." The man looks at Wang Xiaoman's clothes in disgust. Since people have all chased him here, why else? How could he ask such a stupid question.

"You're crazy about money!" The man looked around nervously, after confirming that there were no acquaintances around, the man walked quickly to Wang Xiaoman and lowered his voice and said, "it's hard for you to catch up here!"

All thoughts were cut off mercilessly by a knife. Wang Xiaoman looked at the disgust in the man's eyes, and felt that his brain was blank for a moment, and a cold wave quickly spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs.

The man quickly took a thousand yuan out of his wallet and threw it on Wang Xiaoman's face: "here you are, don't come to me again." After that, he left in a hurry. He managed to climb from a poor reporter to today's position. He must not be tied up by the mother and daughter. Right should be spent to eliminate disaster.

Stunned at the spot, Wang Xiaoman couldn't get back to God for a long time. The guests were in a hurry. Seeing this scene, he stopped. After seeing Wang Xiaoman's dress, he left with a mocking smile. The rich people's dirty things were all well-known. Maybe some illegitimate children came to the door. After seeing it, the smile passed.

The red banknotes are floating on the ground. Wang Xiaoman's eyes are slipping from the back of the middle-aged man to the money on the ground.

"Xiaoman..." Yilanyou looks at Wang Xiaoman's back and doesn't know what to say.

"Ha ha." Wang Xiaoman smiled a few times, squatted down and picked up the money, waved to ilanyou: "you see, I also got a thousand yuan."

Looking at Wang Xiaoman's forced face and laughter, yilanyou's nose is sour. Now it's really speechless. She can only walk up silently and hold her hand.

"Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner and we'll have barbecue." Wang Xiaoman said with a smile worse than crying: "am I blackmailed? Ha ha... It's funny... "

"Xiaoman, let's go." Zhang Ya's eyes were slightly red, and he went up to hold Wang Xiaoman's arm.

"Well, let's go." Wang Xiaoman holds the 1000 yuan in his hand, and the smile on his face is stiff and painful.

“……” Yilanyou purses her lips, and feels that Wang Xiaoman's hand is holding herself to death. She feels that Wang Xiaoman's fingertips are cold, and feels that she is slightly shaking.

Speechless out of the pengteng Hotel, Wang Xiaoman pretended to easily waved: "you go home, I'm ok, don't care about me."

"Xiaoman, where are you going?" Ilan you looks at Wang Xiaoman.

"Where? Go home. " Wang Xiaoman said, "by the way, remember to come out for barbecue at night." She reached out and Yang was pinched in his hand like money: "my treat."

"Home?" Yilanyou reaches out and touches Wang Xiaoman's tear filled cheek: "how can you go back like this?"

"Yes?" Wang Xiaoman realized that he had cried out when he didn't know: "curious When did you start to cry? Curious "The more he wiped it, the more tears could not stop flowing:" curious, really strange... "

"Xiaoman." Yilanyou reaches forward and puts her hand on Wang Xiaoman's head, letting her lean on her shoulder: "cry, cry enough, I will take you home."

“……” With a lump in his throat, Wang Xiaoman seems to have found an excuse to vent, holding yilanyou's waist tightly with both hands and wailing. She and Chi Yue have suffered so much and so many grievances, like being completely covered with a word of "deserved". Not worth it, really not worth it

She hated her father, from the time he swept the family away, from every time she and Chi Yue were looked down upon because of money, she hated him, but no matter how much she hated, she could not ignore her heart yearning for father's love, but all this, in today's eyes, is just a joke!

It's a fucking joke!

Yilanyou hugs Wang Xiaoman tightly, feels her grievance in her arms, tears her heart and lungs, and yilanyou's eyes turn red. She doesn't know what else she can do besides give Wang Xiaoman a shoulder to lean on.

Helpless, powerless, this feeling makes her eager to become strong as soon as possible. If Wang Xiaoman is not like this today, she will never receive such humiliation.

What she has to do is to never let the people she cares about suffer such suffering, and never allow them to.

A slight snore came, and Ilan Youcai found out that Wang Xiaoman had cried to sleep.

"Er..." Yi Lan You Leng Leng, is this OK? What's next?